Student Publishing Program ::

Melissa Teng

Kids

What happened?
We lost control.

Your glassy eyes were wide, disbelieving.
Not fully grasping you, or me,
Or the unmistakable stench of Sam Adams
Infiltrating the backseat.

We lost control.
Sirens, beckoning,
Sirens, blaring.
Do you remember when those sirens
Had hardly meant a thing?
Back noise, room noise,
Now they stood judging.

We lost control.
The snow’s grace deceiving,
The street’s angle confusing.
Innocent, albeit stupid ambitions,
Just trying to top our record,
Just one-fifty m.p.h.
That last drink now so foolish.

We lost control.
Your forehead bleeding, but can you feel it?
A sprain in the wrist, but does it matter?
Windows shattered, wipers snapped,
And the authority fast approaching.
It was an accident, I swear to God!
“Kid, what...what happened?”

What happened?
We lost control.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]