Birthday by Andrea Gibson
This poem is perfect for people born on loaded days (happy 20th birthday, self).
we were all born on days when too many people died in terrible ways
but you still have to call it a birthday, y’all
you still have to fall for the prettiest girl in the playground at recess
and hope she knows you can hit a baseball further than any boy in the whole third grade…
beauty, catch me on your tongue
thunder, clap us open…
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Chills, every single time.
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