In Elementary three girls teased me
Asking why I wore pants in the summer
And dresses in the winter
I shugged in answer to their mockery
In Junior High a girl tried to intimidate me
She got aggressively in my face
I walked away and simply avoided her
More confused than scared or angry
Between a complicated home life
Truant officers and sickly absenteeism
And special needs classrooms
School hierarky never made an impression
I didn’t envy those who fit in
because I didn’t notice their power
I was an oblivious weirdo loner
With my own drama seperate from them.
Elizebeth Turnquist 
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