Growing up
Was like fighting my way out of a ball of yarn
Warm yarn.
Loving yarn...
Growing up
Was like fighting my way out of a ball of yarn
Warm yarn.
Loving yarn.
Intelligent but myopic yarn.
Lutheran yarn.
German Lutheran yarn.
Eventually, bits of German Lutheran fuzz all over me,
In my eyes, in my brain,
I got out:
Stranger in a strange land.
I tried to assimilate, to learn the local ways.
I made faux-pas, embarrassing ones.
I accepted wooden nickels.
I did things you wouldn’t do.
Nothing evil, just — dumb. Rookie mistakes.
But as far as I know, this is my first time
in this world, so.
From the September/October 2023 issue of The Horn Book Magazine.
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