He's a rising sophomore
He's in football summer lifting
He's skipping JV and going straight to varsity
He's a great defensive lineman, to short for offense
He's good at hurting a quarterback no good at protecting one
He's expected to get a college scholarship
He got all A's and B's in advanced classes
He's quite he doesn't fit in
He's an angry nihilist raised on the edge of the bible belt
He's unsure who's blood is on his clothes maybe his own
He's wiping blood from his nose
He's explaining away marks on his skin
He's selling dime bags to rich kids for fifty dollars
He's beating the jocks at their own game
He'll later be playing in a game and get three sacks
He'll take a shoulder to the temple
He'll watch his team win
He'll have an eight-month concussion which will end his sport careers
He'll watch his grades slip
He'll go even harder on drugs
He'll get arrested
He'll change himself
He'll become a writer
He'll be unsure of the future
He'll show himself to the world
He'll be unsure that they will like what he is
He'll try to send a message of love he doesn't fully understand
He'll try to do good
