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Ouroboros

 

OUROBOROS

 

we were given vast
colorful sheets of construction 
paper & freedom
to sit outside  
the classroom. I chose 
the 5th grade hallway, where they kept 
the snake. it peered 
from behind glass, yellow 
& drowsy. I didn't 
blame it for its lack 
of interest. the task: draw 
your family tree
. I sharpened 
my pencil knowing 
I’d make mistakes. 

This poem originally appeared on SOFTBLOW. Cover photograph by Darla Mottram.