WAKE UP AND PISS,
THE WORLD IS ON FIRE!
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
It’s 7:30 AM.
Things aren’t even open yet.
I learned to pick and choose
my battles at a very early age.
I knew if I got out of bed right then,
there would be an
egg and cheese sandwich
waiting for me
on the table.
And if I didn’t?
The glass of water that
accompanied breakfast
would be poured on me.
Papa’s policy on conflict:
Drink it,
or wear it.
Whether I liked it or not,
my grandfather and I
would be first in line
at the West Georgia Flea Market.
Every. Single. Saturday.
*****
Keegan Woods is a junior multimedia film and production major with a minor in writing. His dream is to have a show on Netflix. When he’s not writing poetry or filming things, he works as an assistant manager at Zaxby’s.
