September means shelter

The bullies swaggered in. Hidden, Lon watched, retaped his sneakers, and thought.  School meant free meals, and something to sit on. Lon would pay with new bruises from the bullies, bathroom stalls and blacktop, the shame of D’s and F’s. It was all Lon knew, so he entered, too. Photo by Feliphe Schiarolli on Unsplash