Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: Poetry

March 30, 2024

lunch

i put the wrong person’s lunch into my lunchbox today,
but i don’t know whose it is,
because i don’t live with anyone else,
so i guess i’ll claim it as mine, either way

March 29, 2024

fake flowers

when i was handed fake flowers
four years ago, no one told me that i would still need to take care of them,
that fake flowers grow old,
until they exist no more

March 28, 2024

pick a side

the war started, 
but i don’t seem to know which side i’m on,
because no one picked me,
just like in middle school
when none of my peers wanted me to be on their kickball team,
so i took up skateboarding instead…
i sucked at that too