age twelve: when all those feelings blossom and devour
the pit of a boy's stomach;
when mom & dad become more than givers
& you realize that they are takers;
when the body becomes a travesty
as it overtakes the insides which you were taught were more important;
when one set of legs clacking down a hallway
can break your neck from so many turns;
when the urge to ram a fist through a wall or a skull
is too much for tiny bones to handle;
when a certain four-letter word becomes more
than a cutesy saying for relatives;
when we all begin to falter,
to slip, to fall
in love.
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