Fitting In
I
was
not a
Catholic
Acolyte, I just
couldn't pass God's holy order,
epileptic, priests claimed my falling sickness a curse.
I
joined
Cub Scouts
when eight, Mom
became Den Mother
in the bargain; a craftsman, I
earned four merit badges; gold and silver arrow points
that covered my navy blue shirt;
middle school lone star,
impressed peers
watched me,
taunt
norms.
Draft
boards
denied
deferments
claimed my 4f still
allowed for a Da Nang desk job....
I refused it and group memberships infinitum.
