Today, I will be reading one of my own poems titled "biking across town at 15"
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biking across town at 15
boy riding free—
don’t you dare hide your heat
from this world
let them smell the rubber
burning at your feet
watch their faces turn
and sink
when they see you
speeding downhill
shirt snatched back
by the wind
boy follow those yellow lines
and freeze time
between them—
only then can you observe
how they all pause
and swerve making sure
you know fear
is rising behind their minds
like smoke
you won’t know
if they are scared
for your life
or because of it—
