On Count of Three

I'm working really hard not to turn into the kid who writes poems that glorify the working class while he listens to NPR but, dammit, I've listened to Fresh Air twice now in as many days and I have a crush on Terry Gross.

I've written stories and stories and poems and poems about the perfect ways I could fall in love and none of them came true. So now I'm writing stories and poems about the ways I don't want to lose my parents in the hopes the same holds true.