I know it's been over a month, but I don't like to write unless I have something to write about.
So, to tide you over, here is a tweaked version of a poem I wrote about my student.
One slice
then
another
Each
paper
not turned in
insult
muttered under the breath they think I do not hear
I hear
Carving out
my heart
slowly
Blatant insults
Attitude
Disregard
for me
For themselves
Watching
them sink
Watching
as they refuse the hand held out
Begging
to help
to save
To shelter
A cut
slowly
Bleeding out
Draining
Until nothing
But
Darkness
So close to…
hitting them over the head with a bat
(or whatever is handy)
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