I came up eastside, inside
block walls and black
enamel bang script caninas.
The cliques painting
like dogs pissing.
II
That time you received
a random ass-kicking
when you least expected it
outside of school
in front of your friends.
III
You didn't fight back.
You looked up only
when an angel
of mercy painted
the sky red behind your eyes.
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