AugPoWriMo 31

The first day of school 
photos in my feed
will just not stop

nor will I let them
I insist on every flick
of my wrist another

half masked reveler
in their chalkboard attire
proclaiming their faith

in attainable goals like
moving back and forth
between one room to

the next and home again
within the same circle
of almost nearly friends

sharing ideas and air
not squares filled in
by some faceless study

of how shambolic this
whole enterprise became
how we in our infinite

wisdom lead lambs to
laughter hoping in our
second language classes

the s pronounced is silent

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher