Fresh Air

L.T. Garvin

Out we go

from the stoic, red brick school

it’s 1920 doors creaking on

brass hinges

now yawning open

housing scholars

for almost a hundred years

We breathe high school

now freed for thirty minutes

more like 27.3 after the packed stairs

We head down Avenue Y

past the house

with the plastic deer

and green carpet for grass

Zavier saunters

touches his hair, those top curls

he’s stylin’ in those black and white Jordans

I slam into Antonio

captain of the soccer team

we are going to Aurelio’s store

serving tacos and white frosted donuts

to kids on the way back to class

or crowding into

a slightly rusted 1993 Ford Escort

for skipping out

on a regular afternoon

Today we are steadfast

not wayward athletes

and we go back

past the plastic deer

and flowers

past trays of steaming tacos

past Vanessa who brushes

the sunlight from her…

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