God, I hated Jason Scorce in high school.
I probably couldn’t have named it then
but I thought he was an entitled white bread know it all.
So who was I back then?
Who am I today?

We argued Freshman year about comic books
which he said were stupid
and I said were the bee’s knees
– but probably in some more period-appropriate phrase.
I don’t believe we ever spoke again.
My opinion of him
was set for life.

How could such a decision be established so quickly
and finally?
I’m a better man now
but only thought about him today
and how he deserves another chance
and that there’s no way
I’m going to give it to him
because better I may be
but not yet good enough.