Down the hall,
Voila bumping, backpack
Slung
Against my bruised
Shoulder,
Pain, sharp and
Intense
Not as deep as the
Blue
Fog.
Her locker,
At
The far wing.
Safe haven
Danger
Zone.
A world I have stepped
Into
Only very
Recently.
Dodge the
Groups
Of boys and
Semi-men,
Sem...