Eighteen
What is it like to be eighteen?
Eighteen is driving down a dark road
Blasting music
At 12 am.
Eighteen is a baby eagle
Just leaving
The nest.
Eighteen is calling your mom
In a panic
To make your doctor’s appointment
For you.
Eighteen is heavy kissing
Under the stars.
Eighteen is a haunted
Woods trail.
Eighteen is the beginning
Of a chapter
Not the end
Of a story.
Eighteen is a headache.
Eighteen is twenty one
And sixteen
At the same time.
Eighteen is impatience.
Eighteen is dopamine
Fireworks
In the brain.
Eighteen is laughter.
Eighteen is tears.
Eighteen
Is just really weird.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
Our world