today at school a boy named miguel jumped up on the lunch table
ripped his shirt off (his chest said “be mine”)
and started playing ‘careless whisper’ on the saxophone that he pulled basically out of thin air
like you can think i’m lying, i would, but
ARE THOSE BACKUP DANCERS
*concerned white parent voice* sweetie don’t write on yourself you can get ink poisoning
Hey, put on a coat! It’s like 20 degrees outside!
aww, someone made snow angles
Did you just.