Boys Like Terry


Terry’s hair was blond like silver, eight years old,
private school in my public school neighborhood,
just him and his mother, gray stone house, blinds
always drawn, came out to play a few times, board
games or cards, sarcastic, nothing unfriendly just
old-ladyish like he was wearing his mother’s clothes, 
the other kids said he had both a banana and a fruit bowl,
I tried to relate that to playing doctor with Paula but 
couldn’t visualize it—side by side?—but it didn’t matter, 
Terry stopped coming out, when I rang the doorbell 
of the gray stone house there was silence and darkness,
finally they moved away, Terry and his mother, I couldn’t 
imagine where boys like Terry go, hair blond like silver

Poem of mine recently appearing in The Petigru Review (click on link): https://thepetigrureview.com/mike-wilson/

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About Mike Wilson

Mike Wilson’s work has appeared in magazines including Cagibi Literary Journal, Stoneboat, The Aurorean, The Ocotillo Review, London Reader, and in anthologies including for a better world 2020 and Anthology of Appalachian Writers Vol. X. He received Kentucky State Poetry Society’s Chaffin/Kash Prize in 2019. He resides in Lexington, Kentucky, but summers in Ecstasy and winters in Despair.

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