Step one :

I throw up my hands
and jump out the bus window—

What you doing?!
I shriek
and laugh
as my face slams against the hot asphalt.

A car screeches beside
my left foot. Sticky exhaust
blossoms into my mouth
from the butt of the bus
and the squirrel
by the trash can
squeaks.


 

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