Published in the Spring 2016 issue of Misfit Magazine.
Walk Together, Rock Together
Hundreds of kids and bands
pack into Indy Fire Hall.
Equipment, backpacks, and bodies
sprawl on the dirty linoleum.
Merch tables line the walls –
records, pins, patches, T-shirts, zines for sale.
Students for a Free Tibet, Food not Bombs, PETA
to everyone passing.
Flyers for upcoming shows lay
scattered on the floor.
Music thumps in bursts
for twelve hours each day of the fest.
Hot Water Music, Converge, You and I, Ink and Dagger scream
between band and crowd,
crowd and band.
The pit pulsates:
kids in sweat saturated T-shirts mosh
and flail their X-ed up fists in the air:
climb on stage: drop
Girls in tank tops
sway with the crowd
bodies colliding : unrestrained.
The hall empties out each night;
the floor covered in dirty prints of Converse,
torn and trampled flyers,
lost hoodies and T-shirts.
Bands break down and load
and the parking lot fills with kids,
relieved to be in the fresh air.
Music blasts from cars and vans,
skateboards crunch pebbles before they pop
ollies over the stack of six decks.
Voices and noise
blend in the air,
everyone stretches the night out,
just a little bit longer.