By Aaron White

I walked into mediocrity like a rich man his inheritance.

the awkward way I present myself manifests itself—in My words—

endlessly

scribbled in notebooks, on napkins, and on walls

always fading.

blown away by the words of others

the trappings of boozehounds who love boozehounds who love boozehounds .

last night

I read a book that made Me stop two beers into a six pack

will My words ever bare that kind of meaning?

here again

My awkwardness manifests itself.

Published on page 42 of the Winter 2011 issue of Leviathan.

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