The birthday girl
shared her sweet sixteen,
I think.
The razor wire of the Napanoch prison
wasn't far off.
Inside, streamers and hula hoops.
We worked on our flirtatious antagonism,
if there were boys there,
which I think there were.
Of course,
our hot breath in the winter air,
our whispers held aloft.
I think this was Terianne's sweet sixteen??
ReplyDeleteI thought I recalled you two sharing a sweet sixteen? Guess my memory fails me! Where was yours?
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