Intersections

I stop in the streets
to make the order stop
to make them see
they're
all
wrong
going in the wrong direction.
I tell them to see
where they're headed
why and with whom
and why
and wrong.
Everything is wrong
and they all run over me
just because I stop.

september 17th 1992 15 years old

Selfishly Unsure

I never felt quite big enough
to walk outside alone.
And wherever in life
when I was there,
I never felt quite at home.

july 19th 1992 15 years old