My brother’s wrecked up car,
the green and dead grass,
the big, ugly brown bush,
the moldy pumpkin I carved too soon,
The busy traffic,
my brother’s new car that I hate,
you’ll smell gasoline,
you’ll feel the breeze ’cause there are no trees.
Anne Van Dusen
Hot Springs Middle School
Hot Springs, AR
1991 – 1992 Anthology