Josh rushes into his room

‘you don’t know

anything!’ he yells

his mouth all twisted

I stare him out

wait

he picks up the poster

rips it to pieces

tears streak his face

is he going to

hit me?

but it’s like a wind

that roars past you

then suddenly dies down

he slumps on the floor

he can’t look at me

when the silence

gets too big

I ask,

‘why?’