I like calling these things forewords they make me feel fancy when they're really just me preemptively complaining and explaining useless things. And so:
This is also the first and last time I'm going to be using uppercase at all in this collection. Please don't point that out like it's not obviously intentional, thank you.
One more thing, the dates I put at the bottom of each poem are when the events I'm poeming about occured, as to give you a time frame.
That's all.
Love,
Kalki.
YOU ARE READING
MY BOY
Poetrywherein i exhibit my utter refusal to learn one simple lesson: do not deify mortal boys.
