we used to call them magic,
or were they only magic when
they were super thick? oozing
ink. I write with it the word
“Farce” in the upper right margin
of this spiral-bound notebook for
no reason in particular. in truth,
I’m thinking of the green M & M,
of the green that is horny, the
horny green. I played a trumpet
(a brass horn) in high school. I
started doing it in fifth grade, so
it wasn’t just high school. band
was a thing I revered for a while;
I was band president my junior
year of high school, and maybe
a few folks had heard that trumpet
players were excellent kissers. this
green marker says Paper Mate flair,
medium. which reminds me that
for most of my high school years,
I carried with me and wrote with
a blue Paper Mate pen. I was
horny in high school. but perhaps
no less or moreso than I am some
forty-five years later, legs crossed,
being all serious about a silly come-
from-nowhere poem. hello from here.
