POETRY

7:45 am, East Hampton MS, Fall, 2018

A poem about otherness and memories.

Image by Miguel Adrover; East Hampton, New York, 2018.

The Principal recites the loaded words,
To me, they’re foreign —
Pledges and allegiances are not invoked in Puerto Rican classrooms;
Outside, leaves change their tune
(note to Self:
green is evanescent),
They cling to fractal boughs,
Eating the last rays of a Summer only WASPS can afford to enjoy.

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SP & EN | poetry | society | teaching | science | tech https://about.me/oniricvonnegut

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