Poem #25

two children hid under the slide
they didn’t want to get spied on
they exchanged secrets:
a sixth grader’s regrets,
about how a teacher lied,
a book one of them tried,
if you touch the sand you weaken,
getting detention for no reason.
nothing they say is snide
why did this ever subside?

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