Boundless Place
Wednesday, December 28, 2022
Lord of the Fries
When my mom was my age
she dragged around a pucker faced
eight year old whose oil eyes
thought nothing could fall her mother.
Yet at my age, I feel no bigger than then;
we've always been youth leading youth
young, dumb, and hopeful,
no grown ups in sight.
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