To the Tallest Five Year Old Who Ever Lived by Amber Koneval


Who sees sticks not as something to build

But something to destroy, and destroy with

Who thinks he’s too old for Tonka trucks

And plays with real cars instead

Who is never without his play phone

Which is actually a real phone

Who sings all the songs

But only knows half the words

Who loves his surfboards and skateboards

And whiteboards he can scribble on

Who isn’t afraid of a girl’s cooties

Even those on older girls

(like his girlfriend, aged 18)

To the boy who kept growing

But never grew up

Who, if you ask about his real age

He’ll only smile and say

“Hey”

“I’m at least six”

Amber Koneval

-published in Farsighted (2009)

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