Wednesday, April 19, 2017

I bought black pants for the recital.
They didn't fit right. They never do.
Everyone else was wearing dresses.
 Oh, and shoes.
Except the boy on the front row left
Who looked down all night at his iPhone.
So I sang to him and meant every word.
Especially when the chorus came along,
"Run away.
Please.
Run away with me."

-jenn

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