She paces with
cadance, attention
and hesitate
in polished shoes
and polished smile
waits
her hands fiddle
with paper pointed pens
eyes lingering over
when
she sat in the desk
just to the left
of wonderment
and infront of
never going to make it
but she made it.
And it is then the
world shift begins
The bell rings
in
a distant past
a mind of 12
and a heart of glass
she scuttled here
every day
in the every way
getaway life
of a nothing girl
the invisible world
of not bad enough
nor good enough
for anyone to notice
a slip through the cracks
girl
a lingering spirit world
girl of just inside doorways
and subsequently out of way
when the Others
paraded by.
Even teachers
professors and mighty
persons failed to
figure her out for
more than a mously
girl with mousely hair
but… fate has a way
of hearing prayers…
fate has a way
of knowing the hearts
of even the smallest
whisper
and her whisper came
in the form of
Ms. Setaworldonfire!
She gleamed when she walked
into the room
a sense of pride
the newly doomed teacher
of English Comp 104
she
swayed to the back and forth
with a smile lingered
on hope and expectation
and plans
of great things
from each and
every
including Sam.
Could it be possible
one soul could reach out
of the darkness
see into the light
what every other eye
had dismissed
diminished by lack of
attention?
Could it be possible
for one hand to write
out the lines of a spark
so sharp
to start a fire in the
places called hopeless
and redefine the meaning
of maybe into a dream
of possibilities?
She straightened herself as
the clock stroked close to 7:50
the sounds of lockers slamming
doorways jamming
the smattering mattering
morphology of the life of school
transforming a building into
a world all its own
and living
began to breath.
Sam began to breath.
As one foot
two then three
until there were more than
thirty
Her smile
lingered back and forth
with expectation
fire made plans
that started in a desk
just to the right of wonderment
and just in front of
never going to make it
but she did.
“My name is Samantha…
This is English Comp 104.
Yes please, shut the door…
Shall we begin?”
