Confessions

Poetry by Isabel Joben-Davis

Confessions

 

That delicious chocolate birthday cake
My mother baked it once again
It tastes oh so good
Hard not to take a heaping share
Later, I couldn’t help but to have another
WHO ATE THAT PIECE OF CHOCOLATE CAKE?
And I, with chocolate still on my face
Said “Not me, couldn’t be”

I didn’t want to go
The girl without friends is having a party
I told my mom I was sick
A few calls and some words exchanged
Some tears on the other end later
I no longer had to go
Turns out I was the only one invited
Oh well, she picked her nose!

I carried the cat down the stairs
Smothered in a large furry blanket
More like threw him over my shoulder
As I bumped down the stairs
My mom always wonders why
The cat is afraid of people now
I worry I might tell
So I bury my secret down.

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Isabel Jobin-Davis is a freshman at Clayton A. Bouton High School.