this is about
the clouds and stars in that space where they say
your brain is supposed to be
about peoples hands
and peoples houses
and the south side kids who die young
haul ass all the way home
with no lunch money
just a soggy, whole grain pb and j
and 3 ounces of love in their pockets
and the north side kids who don't know how to love
drive home fast in red cars
eat clean sliced white bread sandwiches
and 20 dollar bills in their pockets
the south side kid who was
trying to stay out of trouble
and the north side kid who was
trying to stay out of the rain
YOU ARE READING
paradise ; mgc
Fanfictionthis is about the clouds and stars in that space where they say your brain is supposed to be
