To spell, a childhood knowledge token we passed around:

em eye ess ess eye ess ess eye pee pee eye

Pine, I learned.

A drive with a local:

“that one’s black”

“that one’s black”

the houses are white, yellow, brick

Did he like me

sweet tea accent

did he think of me

cult of boys

I scooped a baggie of red dirt

to prove it existed

to someone.

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