School—12:15
Imagine the lunchroom,
 crowded and wary—
 seating charts a welcome apprehension.
 Loose-leaf
 papers spiraled from
 ballpoint-scratched notebook covers
 until the last hour,
 when a teacher
 sighed and sighed.
 Today, we close our backpacks,
 but minutes
 come quick and quit
 the ease of dawn.
Source: Poetry (March 2021)


