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Tuesday, September 4

First Confirmation Class

And I already want to pop the other kids right in the face.

They stare at me like they don’t got the good sense—

or manners—I’m sure their moms gave them.

I clip my tongue between my teeth

and don’t say nothing, don’t curse them out.

But my back is stiff and I’m unable to shake them off.

And sure, Caridad and I are older

but we know most of the kids from around the way,

or from last year’s youth Bible study.

So I don’t know why they seem so surprised to see us here.

Maybe they thought we’d already been confirmed,

with the way our mothers are always up in the church.

Maybe because I can’t keep the billboard frown off my face,

the one that announces I’d rather be anywhere but here.