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Family Tree

 

FAMILY TREE

 

We were given large, colorful sheets of construction paper
& the freedom to go sit outside
the classroom. I chose the 5th grade hallway, where they kept the snake.
He peered at me from behind glass,
yellow & drowsy. I didn't blame him
for his lack of interest. The task
was a dreary one: draw
your family tree
. I used pencil
because I knew I would make mistakes.

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This poem originally appeared on SOFTBLOW.