Making The Team (School Run At Midnight)A Poem by StephanieElizabeth
I learnt to read underneath you.
Lined up our collars as if we were fixing each other's ties. A school run at midnight; I am learning through dawn. Art assignments in the small of your back. Logic 101: A brush of your tongue. I am late for physical education. I undress and dress too slow. My shirt is inside-out. My socks don't match. I rush to try out.
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Added on December 13, 2010 Last Updated on December 13, 2010 |