A Poem

The Elementary School Bully is Twenty-Two

Murmurs between bridesmaids
coated in hairspray and perfume
who invited him?

Hey Macarena, right hand on hip.
The Elementary School Bully hovers
At the edge of the dance floor

The Bridesmaid sways her hip
and turns away
a wedding is a time for joy

Left hand weighted with Corona
He takes
a sip of courage

Remember,

a preadolescence of
word problems
shoebox diagrams—

He once flung a cricket at her head—

She screamed
He laughed