Teen

Easy to
Forget our
Entry into our
Teens when so
Much of our time
Was spent trying not
To do or say the wrong
Thing but to no avail since
We were all on a hair trigger
And ignorant of appearances.
My friend related her first prom
Dance as a sophomore in a pink
Taffeta dress accompanied by
Her brother in a gymnasium
With candles on the tables
One of which she backed
Into until she smelled fire
And realized it was her
Taffeta dress which
She had to get out
Of amid a scene
Of sheer teen
Trauma but
Funny as
Her teen
Dream
Of being
At the prom
In her slip really
Was happening to
Her and she laughed
As she told her teen story
Recalling how her brother
Wrapped his blazer coat
On her shoulders and
Escorted her from
The prom a feat
Of decorum to
Fill the halls
With gossip
For the
Rest
Of the
School
Year and
Even twenty
Years later in
A teen redux
Entre nous
Laughing
At teen
Fears
Safe
In our
Mature
Friendship.
If you ever tell
Someone something
In confidence probably
Better to think twice then
Either say nothing or enjoy
Sharing a really good story.

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