So there is
a green snake
At the door
to the school library.
The apples
are in the fridge.
The garden
has not been grown yet.
No one here
is named Eve.
Though we do
have one Yvette.
There is no
Adam in town.
Though we do
have an Abraham
And a David
too.
This week
the smallest children here
Learned
about the hissing sound
That ‘s’
makes, practising words
Beginning
with a hiss.
There is a
snake hidden
In the
playroom too,
And another has
slipped under
the store room
door.
I believe
Patrick drove the snakes
Out of
Ireland.
But he seems
to be powerless in Mulan.
We go to
mass on Sundays.
We’ve
mastered all the hissing words.
They hold no
fears.
We have
scorpions and dogs.
Sticks and
stones.
But still
the snakes keep coming
As if we
live in paradise.
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