God gave you the shoes that fit you. So put'em on and wear'em.
through the Ohio farmland
when the world is still asleep, and all you hear
is the sound of a dog barking some distance away.
It's in my t-shirt that desparately
needed a wash two days ago, and now
is simply disgusting. It's in smiling my way
through my second or third flat of the day.
For some men, fraternity is about impressing sororities.
But for me, it's in the cards and packages
that wait for me at the next mail drop,
especially the ones with the stickers and
magic marker hearts all over them.
It's about that volunteer in Nebraska
who hugs me like she's always known me.
It's in getting our butts kic