Maybe Andrea Gibson wrote my favorite poem of all time
or maybe it was just the song playing in the background
We write behind pen names like hide and go seek games
you're it, you're it
Just trying to get English credit and you're it
Can you feel the gravity
as young people are letting down their guards
and we all just keep falling
I've never had to tell everyone who I really was,
so I don't know what you're going through
I don't know
Paris was always only a symbol and Harold was always only a failure
I am an open book,
I don't know if I chose Harold or if Harold chose me
I am an open book,
I am a book written in another language
I don't know which poems I've already read in front of the class
and which ones I've only read to my wife
I've been trying to recognize my own voice for decades
This is me trying to open the windows in my classroom
This is me making a list of things to read while he sits in his prison cell
Because we're all doing time
and all we have is time
and all we can give is time
and all we need is time
Sometimes when students write poems dedicated to Paris, I think they're talking to me
and they say things like "I've always loved you"
it makes me feel weird
Maybe I was never Paris
Maybe all of us were
Maybe we still are
Maybe we can still be
Harold Miner means as much to me as Kyle Nelson ever did
and I don't know which one is the real me
I once asked a girl named Kenzie how her older sister Kat was doing
and she looked at me like I was crazy.
Cause see, Kat Stratford was just a pen name of one of my favorite writers
and sometimes I get the virtual world confused with the real world
and I wonder if I even remember that girl's real name
I'm sorry
But you will always be your pen name to me
I'm sorry
We keep changing the greetings on our phones because our voices don't sound right
they never will
even deaf people sometimes cover their ears
even seniors in high school still get excited for school
you keep looking for credit, I promise I'll give you all that you ever needed
no you can not use the hall pass
I'm about to change everything you thought you knew about yourself
sit down
and tomorrow when I call you by your pen name
you probably won't even look
Post-Mortem
8 months ago