Manly Rites of Passage (National Poetry Writing Month)
No time to chat! Let's get down to business ...
Polo shirt hangs at a funny angle,
Chest of arms logo from his elementary school
practically on his shoulder.
He holds out crumpled bills
with head held high
lips parted slightly
as only the young or the innocent can.
His father's hand
comes down slowly,
Like a VTOL jet landing in field of eggshells
a proud pat of reassurance
right above that logo.
Identical tapered fades,
smaller footsteps matching bigger ones
he's learning how to be like daddy
one cut at a time
"Little Man"
By Hannibal Tabu
Let's do this again tomorrow, yes?
Playing (Music): "Where We Gotta Be" (live at Temple Bar) by Brig Feltus
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