One. I’ll pluck a strand of your hair and compare it to honey,
light brown and translucent in the sunshine.
Two. I’ll fall in love with a bad song you recommend, only because you love it.
Three. I’ll take you somewhere I love because I want to show you where my soul goes to hide. Continue reading
It feels like just days ago I was a timid little kid,
fresh, green, young, inexperienced,
taking my first steps through these unfamiliar halls,
cowering in the shadows of the seasoned veterans.
These gates seemed so high and imposing,
walls like a prison, thick, sturdy, inescapable.
The faces I saw and voices I heard as I trudged along
grew dull and monotonous, blurred together
like raindrops running down the smooth glass
of the great window that was my life:
fragile, bland, unblemished, clear.
Just as we’re starting to establish a tradition,
phone calls around midnight,
every night except on Saturdays,
my six sevenths. Continue reading
Remember this smooth coffee, this crisp biscuit
It will never be without weevils or sand
If you manage to return, plan to walk your dog
It won’t matter where your foot lands
In this room I am suffocating
the walls, the desks, the floor, the boards
are all a varying shade of cream Continue reading
Something is wrong; I’ve discovered a terminal illness
That makes me sit in class with a death-like stillness
Leaving scars on my conscience; a limb must be severed
The remedy is bankrupt, despite my endeavors Continue reading
Schooling is not the same as education education - it is sacred. Here it is commodified - twisted, manipulated, thrown away with every spit bubble lazily popping at your mouth, every glazed over look you give your teacher Continue reading