Wednesday, January 03, 2018

School Dream No. 445 at Forest Heights Jr. High School

someone from the past you never knew
who never knew you then
writes things on an ancient chalkboard

that get under your skin
and rolls their eyes in a strange disguise
at all the other kiddos in the room

and they all know
the eye roll is for you.

new brooms sweep clean
they always mean or meant to tell you
those who know how it goes

the ones on your side at home
of blessed and Christmas memory

but back in the classroom they've got a volley
of spitwads headed your way
just as its your turn to read Juliet

in the play
while seated at your desk
and thinking this is some kind of test

I never prepared for.

mary angela douglas 3 january 2018