Poetry Magazine

      Stephanie Hudson Castro

USA

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Young Teacher Dreaming

I dreamed about
      why won't she talk to everyone
      why is her attitude so scary
 maybe this class is too mature for her
      and her topic scared her

students being handpicked across the
      country to design a house
      of the future.

There were seven houses
      and the one that my students built
      was available for rent.

They invited me to move in, and each
      room looked the same
      as my rooms
      in my apartment
      but bigger
       and better
     I'm walking around my house
and it is yellow with stepping
      stones. To get to the front, I
      have to go through the gate, but
      just as I pass I realize
      there is a party below, a gathering
of people
      and i'm not there
      because I'm moving through the gate
      already

they will get out of this what they will

when they show me the house (excitedly)
  I notice the bathroom is painted blue
  like I want mine painted now

Then I notice the ants,
    crawling over the corner of
    the doorway
    a tiny society
    living there before me
    in the house of the future.

 

 

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