takes 4 hours.
But the waiting
in front of my house
feels longer.
I can't go in.
Besides, my stuff is in the back
of Stephen's sucky truck,
never to be seen again.
"Let's go. I ran away for a reason."
"no."
"No?"
"no.
stop running from your problems.
grow a pair,
get help for your mom,
and report Derek."
I've never heard him talk
so sternly before.
His razor tongue scares me.
If I did have balls,
they just shriveled up.
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What Comes Next... [Wattys 2014]
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