insipid remainders
of child torture
in the pages of
Inclusion Least Restrictive
glaring teachers, hopeless
shades in window panes
ripped & tripping
on
broken brick steps
A Hole in the floor
(we walked the edges) they told us not to
toilet cupped steel frames
jumped a new silver fence
outside the rotten plywood window
shoes on plywood side-- bodies on
Those Methadones don't sleep
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