Confession Poem

something that's been eating away at me for years.

When I was 9, I spit on my neighbors porch

and they tried to find a culprit but found none.

I cried that night from a weird combo of guilt and adrenaline.

Reviews

[J.W. Tapper]

I can relate to that. Very good. Nails the way a child would react, spot-on.