daily poetry
committed to creating and posting one poem per day.
September 9, 2011
#877 after the first day back
he is in grade 3
on his way home
his heavy head rattles against the bus window
massaging his brain
the bus stops and he jumps awake, his stop
his shining shos walk down the aisle and down the stairs and into the driveway
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