My Boyhood Paper Route

Heading out to my first open mic of the month but I got today’s poem done just in time. If you’re in Carrboro come out to Oasis at 7pm tonight and you just might hear me read it.

And today is actually a special day: Two for Tuesday! Pick one prompt or use both, your choice!

  • Write a worst case poem. What’s the worst that could happen?
  • Write a best case poem. Take the worst and reverse it!

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My Boyhood Paper Route

Best case scenario:
the big black dog will bark
at me from behind their front door.

But it was the worst case
that wound up my mind
as I pedaled my route
stomach quivering
as the bag lightened
with each delivery.

What if he’s loose?

What if he’s angry?

What if his bark
isn’t worse
than his bite?

Will I struggle
home bloodied
or be found dead
on their porch
paper in hand
already red?

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9 Responses to My Boyhood Paper Route

  1. JeanMarie says:

    A pun!
    What fun.
    (Does this count as my poem of the day?)

  2. Lisa Tomey says:

    You always have that one last piece that gets me in the ahhah!! Or is is HAHA? Good one!

  3. Patty says:

    Good luck tonight!

    • Thanks. It was a fun little open mic. I read some Millay, some Frost and then my most recent postings here. As expected, the homophonic puns didn’t go over as well.

  4. Violet Lentz says:

    Excellent play in your close! I hear myself behind the door saying to my big black dogs, “That paperboy has no idea you’ll kiss him to death does he?” Wonderful post!

    • Thank you. Fortunately, my fear of that particular dog did not metastasize into a general fear of the species and now being kissed to death by big black dogs would be an acceptable way to go.

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