THE NOTE
In 1968
my two girl friends and I stood
on the corner
outside of school
the last day of classes
We joked
about going to school in 1969
We huddled together
and carefully
unfolded the note.
The paper was pressed
in half, lengthwise
then in half lengthwise again
Bobby had then taken the long thin column
and creased it triangularly
all the way up the long paper white formation
and finally tucked that last quarter inch inside, itself.
After taking her time undoing
as to not tear the precious piece
Charlene smoothed the
lined notebook paper
across her thigh
with her hand
Finally,
after inhaling deeply
she repeated what she read
Charlene,
I really like you.
Bobby
We giggled like school girls
because, after all
we were.
I remember this
forty some years later
and I wonder
will girls from today
remember a text
the same way?
my two girl friends and I stood
on the corner
outside of school
the last day of classes
We joked
about going to school in 1969
We huddled together
and carefully
unfolded the note.
The paper was pressed
in half, lengthwise
then in half lengthwise again
Bobby had then taken the long thin column
and creased it triangularly
all the way up the long paper white formation
and finally tucked that last quarter inch inside, itself.
After taking her time undoing
as to not tear the precious piece
Charlene smoothed the
lined notebook paper
across her thigh
with her hand
Finally,
after inhaling deeply
she repeated what she read
Charlene,
I really like you.
Bobby
We giggled like school girls
because, after all
we were.
I remember this
forty some years later
and I wonder
will girls from today
remember a text
the same way?
Thasia Anne
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