Being tiny wins you very little in elementary school
Alas
All of the tinies are finally able to rule
In our favorite game of
Hide
And
Seek
We don’t just rule
We thrive
We nudge our tiny bony bodies
Behind
Closets
Inside
Garbage Bins
Underneath
Beds
And once we found our spot
No matter
How
Squished
Hot
Sweaty
Scared
You were not going anywhere
You were holding your breath when the seeker came in
And lying perfectly still
I pretended I was in a photoshoot where the photographer was a mean French man who would scream with any movement of mine
It worked well for me
Others pretended they were on top of cactuses that would sting you with any movement
Alas, when I tried the “cactus trick,” I could not help but think that my pretending method was oh so superior
I was the best hider
Not only because I was the tiniest of all tiny
But I looked forward to the hours of daydreaming I could embark on
I could easily dream of other
Worlds
Characters
Perspectives
I got lost in my imagination
But now, as hide and seek has faded, and I am no more the tiniest of the tiny
I work to get stuck in fantasies
I shed an internal tear of joy when I realize I have lost myself
I shed external gallons of hatred when I find myself
Alas, I always took the game of hide and seek too seriously
Alas
All of the tinies are finally able to rule
In our favorite game of
Hide
And
Seek
We don’t just rule
We thrive
We nudge our tiny bony bodies
Behind
Closets
Inside
Garbage Bins
Underneath
Beds
And once we found our spot
No matter
How
Squished
Hot
Sweaty
Scared
You were not going anywhere
You were holding your breath when the seeker came in
And lying perfectly still
I pretended I was in a photoshoot where the photographer was a mean French man who would scream with any movement of mine
It worked well for me
Others pretended they were on top of cactuses that would sting you with any movement
Alas, when I tried the “cactus trick,” I could not help but think that my pretending method was oh so superior
I was the best hider
Not only because I was the tiniest of all tiny
But I looked forward to the hours of daydreaming I could embark on
I could easily dream of other
Worlds
Characters
Perspectives
I got lost in my imagination
But now, as hide and seek has faded, and I am no more the tiniest of the tiny
I work to get stuck in fantasies
I shed an internal tear of joy when I realize I have lost myself
I shed external gallons of hatred when I find myself
Alas, I always took the game of hide and seek too seriously