A Pantoum About Losing a Friend When I Was 7 by Riley Plantt

Some dogs are big, some are small, and they do not know they are different sizes
Tense and coiled they sleep restlessly in each person’s stomach
There was no room inside my best friend for an animal you would notice
Hers warned with a growl that was smothered in her sweatshirt

Tense and coiled they sleep restlessly in each person’s stomach
Kelly Foster called me stupid and an eighty pound animal launched into my throat
Hers warned with a growl that was smothered in her sweatshirt
I snapped that she was a bitch and felt her ribs crack and fold in

Kelly Foster called me stupid and an eighty pound animal launched into my throat
Hot saliva filled my mouth and my lips peeled back straining
I snapped that she was a bitch and felt her ribs crack and fold in
A misjudged warning bite that was only meant to graze

Hot saliva filled my mouth and my lips peeled back straining
There was no room inside my best friend for an animal you would notice
A misjudged warning bite that was only meant to graze
Some dogs are big. Some are small. And they do not know they are different sizes