at 12 years old I started bleeding with the moon
and beating up boys who dreamed of becoming astronauts
you still have to fall for that pretty girl on the playground at recess
and hope she knows you can hit a baseball
further than any boy in the whole third grade
De hele tekst staat in Buddy Wakefielfds dagboek (bij 18 maart, 2008).
Foto door Casie Zalud.