This has nothing to do with Algebra, although it does have to do with my Algebra class. I was incredibly bored today- too bored to focus on applying properties of roots with rational exponents, and yet somehow focused enough to write a rather random poem.
Make room for Jesus!
An excess of styrofoam
whitewashed and
frantic
crazed students with
lonely eyes scribble and
tear papers
due in
five minutes
shaking as they’re passed
hand to hand
information to scarf and forget
Hey,
Did you
hear?
A venomous intermission
They were grinding
at a church
dance
Not surprised
heads roll back to cram
Unused dishrooms
hide them-
with one eye
drifting
towards the
other side
(c) Caitlin C.
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I used to listen to it all the time..
I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.
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