What does it feel like when you are in fourth grade
and your mom gets cancer?
It feels like that day I brought my Snoopy
lunchbox to school,
the plastic yellow one that snapped closed with a click,
Left it on the playground. Forgot it.
The next morning the playground was covered
with shards of yellow plastic.
What else can you do but bring your lunch in brown paper bags
for the rest of the year.
Pretend you like it that way.