Blue & Red

Decades ago, when I entered the eleventh grade, my English teacher asked the class to write a short story. At the time, I was one of those kids who faced learning difficulties and I could not explain sentence structure, tense or point of view, but I was thrilled. Ignorance was bliss. As a highly imaginative individual, I wrote the story with no clue about the teachers motives for evaluating grammar proficiency. This did not prove advantageous. I failed. Confident in the quality of my story, I entered the piece into a writing competition hosted at the school library. Strangely, the story ended up as the winner and my teacher had to personally hand me my award. Without my consent, the story ended up getting published in the school newspaper. To my embarrassment I had including the name of my high school crush within the body of the writing. 
I continued to write stories with major grammar violations until I graduated. Life happened and then a few years ago, I took up writing again and figured it would be fun to rewrite them. Most have turned out well. This one, however, transformed into spoken word poetry. I encourage you to press play on the audio recording and listen along.