Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

7242017

"7242017"


we fought last night, her and 
I, then we bumped. we got 
half way and then had to 
stop. the rest of her period 
was lashing out and it chose 
me to do it. “well, we’ll 
have to wait until tomorrow,” 
I told her, “everything 
should be fine then.” after 
that we cleaned up and 
attempted to sleep. that was 
when the boy came in and told 
us about his day at work. he 
got ready after the 
conversation and left. we 
crashed out and woke up only 
to fight again. last night it 
was about her, this morning 
it was about me. she 
showered. “there’s five 
dollars in my wallet. take 
that and get some cigarettes 
on your way out.” she said, 
“I was planning on stopping 
to get us some packs anyway. 
answer your phone when I call 
you so you can come out to 
get them.” she left then she 
returned with my smokes and a 
soda. “are you coming back or 
staying at your place?” I 
asked her. “I’ll let you 
know,” she replied. I 
returned to my place and sat 
on my couch, listening to the 
quiet I was now in. I lit up 
a smoke and got the call from 
my attorney. “Eddie, your 
case is dismissed. it’s gone 
and it won’t come back.” I 
sat there, remembering a year 
ago, wondering where I’d be 
when I heard this. little did 
I know I would’ve heard it 
after two fights, a soda and 
a pack of smokes. they say 
the little things aren’t  
important, that we must 
disregard them and focus on 
all that is bigger. if that’s 
true, why did I write an 
entire poem about the fights, 
the smokes and a soda, when I 
got the call that I was no 
longer a criminal? 


By: Chicano Eddie
7242017

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