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I found out this weekend that I am an adult. Oh, my family will be so proud! You see, this grand discovery did not come about with the passing of another year. It didn’t come with war or even life experiences. But I know, now, that I am a real adult. I do sit here in a navy blue blazer and dress slacks. See, I called then “slacks” instead of pants; a sure sign of adulthood. But anyway, that isn’t it either! It certainly isn’t that I have I have a career or hell, even a job. I don’t have a boy...

Smoked a cigarette out in the rain. Wasn’t yet a drop when I lit the thing. Just keep hearing that one line from a song, “a cigarette and tea was all I had to eat.” But I just had a triscuit. I could go inside, just sitting on the front step, ya know. But there’s something so beautiful about the sadness that exists.

Everything was moving along splendidly. Kevin leaned against my arm, just casually enough as we lounged about the coffee house. Ashley was going on, talking like she always does, but I couldn’t focus on her words at all, and adreline was coursing through my body at Seth’s very touch. I had been hoping for this for so long. See, every time Kevin and I moved in the right direction it seemed like things were wonderful, then something stupid and small would happen, then when I saw him again he wo...

I was staring at his feet. Just continually looking at his feet, tapping up and down, up and down. I do like his feet, they are good feet, dirty feet. I like dirty feet on a boy. But I saw it then. The scar on his toe. I can’t be sure, but I am sure that I gave him that scar. I know it; I am sure. But then how did we not know each other? I should have known him, not only his scar; I liked that boy when I was two! The sun shined in through the classroom window. The sun made a silvery crescent...

Driving up List avenue in my jeep I stopped dead on the road. Five glistening young bucks stood in the playground. I watched them as they showed off their proud, lean, muscular bodies and short, nubby antlers. They were, oh, so proud of their little antlers. I could tell by the way they swung their heads. I flashed my lights and waved my arms to indicate the five young bucks to others passing by. They drove around, too busy to look at the fleeting adolescence of the deer.