it seemed like a big mistake
suddenly
being in a school corridor
as an adult
with a nun
dressed in black
(that was kind of novel
for an atheist)
screeching
"that girl, come here!"
turning to me nice as pie
on a mission
to educate
bringing back all those
bad memories
in waves
of hordes of kids
screaming teachers
green lino
green lino
the smell of wet food
slime on the handrails
and that sense of restriction
whenever I dream I'm at school or at a railway station, I know it's a nightmare, I don't know why
ReplyDeleteyes, in this case I was describing my first day as a teacher
ReplyDeleteSo sensual, Anna, visceral. So embodied. So much here/there. Wow.
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