J.J.

He calls me “bud” and bumps my fist with his
when we’ve reached the end of the sidewalk
and are going our separate ways,
a sharp contrast to when he said I “glistened”
and I gave him one raised eyebrow,
readied myself for the last set, and said,
“It’s called sweat. I’m sweating.”

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  1. That last line brought the hugest grin to my face. Set ’em straight.

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