Make of It What You Will, or I Know a Woman Who Plays Golf With Her Husband

They say you should conquer your fears,

but I know a boy who thinks of his fears

the way a horse must think of the whip and driver in constant pursuit.

 

They tell you to manage your own anxieties,

but I know girls so tragically mistaken about themselves

that other kids drink to them in dim basements when they’re not around.

 

They show you how to quietly pretend you've come to terms with yourself,

but I know a boy who sings, so loud and irreverent

that the masses can’t help but to hear and scream back.

 

They say everybody leaves,

but maybe if I open up wide enough, 

people will be drawn to the light like moths in the summer

right before you hear them fizzle and die.

Lexi Horvath