Kendra Buchner – Contributor

I live in a town

A small town 

A town where you have to walk miles just to walk on a sidewalk 

A town of alcoholic fathers and overworked mothers

With rambunctious children forced to play outside 

Blue blue skies 

Blue blue rivers

Blue blue collars 

Blue blue people 

A town where there’s nothing to do 

But to go to the next town 

To tailgate at the Tim Hortons 

A town where you just drive to the next slightly bigger town 

To the next slightly bigger town 

To a medium-sized town

With more diversity and the same amount of adversity 

Then, you realize there still isn’t anything to do 

So, you go to the city

Until you realize the city is scary 

And expensive 

And boring too

You laugh at this little town 

I laugh at this little town

But sometimes I wonder 

Will I be stuck here 

Decaying slowly 

Only to end up a Lion’s Club member? 

Drowning in blue blue skies 

And blue blue rivers 

Suffocated by the blue blue collars 

Only to be a blue blue person?