michelle wrote
in my yearbook
“I haven’t known
you long but you
have a nice ass.”
she held my hand
and I kissed a
woman for
the first time
hot summer morning
we left school
and drove
for hours
amusement park
pool and haunted house
hot dogs and potato salad
trading tickets for
second base
we burned styrofoam
and cigarettes
felt lips and tongue
on my throbbing
adolescence
she cussed
drank
never wore
panties
michelle was
always ready
she needed
a boy
man
a woman
girl
she confused
me
she loved
me
she mystified
me