you swing at me 
fist grazes cheek but doesn’t connect
instead it breaks the small window
inside a door

Bare feet step in the glass
each shard is pulled out one at a time

Dillards fills my view 
the same mall landscape I’ve had
too keep me company for 
almost four 
years

your words when I told you 
my major was changing to biotechnology 
“Do you think you are disciplined enough for that”
still sting, ring and bounce
in the corners of my mind

I have an interview Wednesday 
for a lab position 
they reached out to me