The Form

She told me to sign the form but the name just wouldn’t come out. From the tip of my pen my own name simply refused to be written. I kept wondering what the hell was wrong with me, asked for more paper, tried again and again, but the letters wouldn’t form the correct structure. I wrote JOHN instead of JOSHUA. John is my dad’s name. My dad’s. Not mine. She gave me new paper. Said I still had time.