Your face as familiar as my own
stares
across the table full of anger
& certainty
certain that you know
everything
certain that I can’t possibly
understand
my smile infuriates you
affirms, for you, my ignorance
but I do understand
in fact
both your certainty
&
your miscalculation
I remember
this righteous rage
This indestructible invincibility
of
Being 18…19…21…
I am not indifferent
I smile solidarity
Yes, yes. I remember those years. And sometimes even now. Sometimes even now.