The Winter We Smoked Indoors (walking it back)

In junior high

I sold chocolate

door to door,

so much so 

that I earned

an elite prize

of my choice

I was quick 

to pick the

digital alarm clock

and hit snooze

on that thing

well into my 30s

In high school 

I skipped snooze

Instead I would

set the clock 

to off the moment

it would go off,

Smoke a Marlboro 

in bed, decide 

whether or not

I would go 

to school that day

or just roll over

and make a pallet

on the side of the bed

that my mom couldn’t see

when she glanced in on me

every single morning