Driving My Grandmother’s Aveo While Listening To Tim McGraw’s Cover Of “Tiny Dancer”
This One Time Seth Got Punched In The Face During A Death Metal Show At The Bowling Alley
I Should Buy Another Puka Shell Necklace
Wearing My Barack Obama Shirt To A BBQ Cookoff
Elegy For My Grandfather’s Y2K Hat
There Was A Time When I Was A Good Person
My Father Texts Me To Ask Who Pimp C Is
Playing Egyptian Rat Screw For Money In The Back Of Math Class
Cowboys From Hell On The Weight Room CD Player
Trying Desperately To Find A Place Where I Can Still Play Stick RPG, or Another Poem About Nostalgia, or Ode To A Flash Game
Riding In The Bed Of My Father’s Truck Through New Braunsfels, TX
Smoking Wasp Spray
We Toilet Papered Brandon’s House & Now He’s Dead
Poem Written While Thinking About How I Miss Eating At Fuddrucker’s