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I catch the bus in the worst of it all. The stop’s only two blocks away, but a world apart.
This morn, while waiting there, three of them approached me. No, got up on me. One behind me. Asked if I “wanted to score”.
“Just wanna catch the bus” I replied. I tried to be hard.
They lingered, half not believing (for why else would this white boy be there?).
I check my phone for the time. I’m getting hit up at 9:16am. It’s too early for this shit. Too late for them to have been out all night. I’m disgusted.
It's the young ones that scare me the most. They’re the most dangerous. Dangerous like the ones who got my dear friend. The friend that I lost.
They’re alive, but lost too.
Go home to your mothers, lost boys.
This morn, while waiting there, three of them approached me. No, got up on me. One behind me. Asked if I “wanted to score”.
“Just wanna catch the bus” I replied. I tried to be hard.
They lingered, half not believing (for why else would this white boy be there?).
I check my phone for the time. I’m getting hit up at 9:16am. It’s too early for this shit. Too late for them to have been out all night. I’m disgusted.
It's the young ones that scare me the most. They’re the most dangerous. Dangerous like the ones who got my dear friend. The friend that I lost.
They’re alive, but lost too.
Go home to your mothers, lost boys.