The Perks of Being a Wallflower – Stephen Chbosky

once on a yellow piece of paper, with green lines, he wrote a poem

and he called it “Chops”, because that was the name of his dog

and that’s what it was all about

and his teacher gave him an A, and a gold star

and his mother hung it on the kitchen door, and read it to his aunts

that was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo

and he let them sing on the bus

and his little sister was born, with tiny toenails and no hair

and his mother and father kissed a lot, and the girl around the corner sent him a valentine’s signed with a row of X’s

and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant

and his father always tucked him in bed at night, and was always there to do it.

;

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines, he wrote a poem

and he called it “Autumn”, because that was the name of the season

and that’s what it was all about

and his teacher gave him an A, and asked him to write more clearly

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint

and the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars

and left butts on the pews, and sometimes they would burn holes

that was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames

and the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus

and the kids told him why, his mother and father kissed a lot

and his father never tucked in in bed at night, and his father got mad when he cried for him to do it.

;;

once on a paper torn from his notebook, he wrote a poem

and he called it “Innocence: A Question”

because that was the question about his girl, and that’s what it was all about

and his professor gave him an A, and a strange steady look

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her

That was the year that Father Tracy died

and he forget how the end of the Apostle’s Creed went

and he caught his sister making out on the back porch

and his mother and father never kissed, or even talked

and the girl around the corner wore too much makeup that made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway, because that was the thing to do

and at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed, his father snoring soundly.

;;;

that’s why on the back of a brown paper bag, he tried another poem

and he called it “Absolutely Nothing”, because that’s what it was really all about

and he gave himself an A, and a slash on each damned wrist

and he hung it on the bathroom door

because this time he didn’t think he could reach the kitchen.

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