Nowhere Else to Go

Turn off the lights.

Wear another layer.

(Sounds like a dad.)

(Sounds like a mom.)

You say hand-me-down.

I say retro.

Walk.

Bike.

Walk some more.

Recycle.

(See what I did there,

bike—recycle?)

Your name in Sharpie

on a good water bottle.

Backpack. New habits.

No thanks, don’t need a bag.

What else.

Oh yeah.

Tell ten friends

who can tell ten friends

who can tell ten friends ...

Make enough noise,

maybe the grown-ups

will finally hear

the scream in the title.