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January 2, 2012 / Keely

Emotional Disturbance

The last time I saw R——- was the day
he was running up and down the hall, kids
egging him on as he dodged the police
we had called because he was eating
out of the trash can again, my trash can –
sandwich dipped in paint, yogurt cup
full of old water and pencil shavings.
When I asked him why he liked it,
he told me because there is already
someone’s saliva on it.  When I asked him
why he did it: the voices. When I assigned him
homework about his future, he wrote
I hope I am not homeless.

Written by Caroline M. Mar

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  1. boltoncarley / Jan 3 2012 7:49 pm

    the last line got me!

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