chased down the street
by neighbor kid, Dougie,
suddenly it dawned on her
by neighbor kid, Dougie,
suddenly it dawned on her
she was running away
only because
she was expected to
stopping, turning, stretchingonly because
she was expected to
out her arm—
Dougie’s face running into her fist
How Dewey's Sister Remembers It
Truth be told, I knocked him
Dougie’s face running into her fist
How Dewey's Sister Remembers It
Truth be told, I knocked him
over, sat on him, and pulled on his ears until
he started to cry.
I didn't know about fists,
he started to cry.
I didn't know about fists,
we were only three.
