The last time you were drowning,
they came to see to you after school.
You were washing mugs in your classroom sink.
They watched you,
said you were methodical —
a word you associate with supervillains.
Scars in your vision danced on the whiteboard behind their head
when you talked about your week.
He/they. I teach English at a junior high school in western Washington. Outside of work, I worry about a myriad of things and spend time outside.
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