Poetry

John Wayne

 

In seventh grade

I liked a girl

so much I teased her

until she cried.

 

Then too embarrassed to

say, "I'm sorry. I

really, really like you."

I ran away.  Away

 

from her friendship, her

smile and her wonderful

body falling into my arms

just like in the movies.

 

- Vincent Peloso, published in Tomcat, 1990