when I was 11
I was just a mall
kid
deep in the
suburbs
of
Tallahassee
my mom picked
the wrong malls
always
my mom took
me with her
always
she
never
wanted to drive
the
20 miles
into the city
where the
good mall
lived
I liked it
anyways
just being
with her
I was not
one of those kids
who jumped and
ran
through
the woods
smiling
I didn’t have
that kind
of
coordination
I was just a mall
kid