This place is fucked.
It’s all tumble weeds and golf carts.
Slow traffic, and 9pm curfews.
This place is all polyester pants and
Bi-weekly trips to the dentist.
Bouncing ponytails and cowboy boots.
Populated with Ritalin junkies and class presidents.
This place is middle class supremacy.
A lot of missed periods and football championships.
The only brown you’ll see arrives on a package.
Everyone under 30 plots their escape.
While everyone else settles in for the night
as stars without shine hang over
a sleeping city that never wakes.
About the Creator
Amanda Black
I am a playwright that is looking for a place to stretch my legs into other mediums of creative writing.


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