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Poem

When I grow up

Author: Jason Haggerty

Illustration: Mark Smith

 

I wanted to be a cowboy

hot-footing it across the plains

burning under the melting sun

 

But no

 

I’m a clown

choking on sadness

spitting out smiles

 

I wanted a horse

saddle packs filled

with beer and beans

riding off in to the sunset

 

But no

 

I’ve got a tiny car

filled with tens of dozens of people

none of which have a real nose

 

and none of us know

where the fuck we are going

 

I wanted to be a cowboy

 

I can’t even juggle