Rigney Deliso

When I was four I wished for five, 

When I’d be in Kindergarten

When I was five I wished that preschool would come back again

Again at six I wished to age

At seven I wished the same

"Perfect" said the critics 

"Awful" says the boy

"It tastes like diarrhea, oh how I hate bok choy"

But something 'bout his eyes make everything okay, 

Even if his food choices make me start to decay

Haha, very funny.

I laugh it off

With the people I call my friends.

My face is hot

With embarrassment and frustration.

This was inspired by Alice Duer Miller's "Are Women People"

“Alice, what is special?”

“Specialty is difference.”

“The difference of what?”