• Oh, right, one year
    He doesn’t remember
    Until his phone reminds him

    It must’ve slipped his mind
    When he was on the verge
    Of crying his heart out
    After finding out
    He had not been chosen
    To receive an award
    He has been working all year
    To get

    When he thinks hell has finally passed
    He reaches his haven
    And falls down some stairs
    It’s okay,
    Nobody saw

    He makes it home
    Changes into jeans
    And a shirt that reminds him
    Of his unattainable future

    He hops up the wooden steps
    Of his deck and grabs a lilac bunch
    Holding it firmly in his hand,
    He takes in its sweet scent

    It’s a sad day
    When a boy finds out
    He’s allergic to lilacs

    ~MBK