Last night I wrote a poem called ‘Firefly, Show Your Light’ for Craig. It’s not that great, but I showed it to Mrs. Charnock who thought it was good. In the halls I was getting comments about it, I didn’t think it would be so popular. In LA, Kristen Mason told the class about it, and Mr. Wolfe read it and Mrs. Macdonell put her hands on my shoulders and it was just the best feeling in the world.
When I got home I found out that Kris sent it to Anita and Chad and Lolita and Elaine… I guess she liked it too. Only, it almost feels wrong getting so much attention as a result of someone’s death.