like hopscotch and finger painting

May 31, 2009
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I come home-
from my school day
of messy finger painting
and sunbaked hopscotch,
and the recess
that dried up the chocolate milk
I spilled on my shirt
during lunch-
to my too kind and welcoming

I sigh a breath
of paste and chocolate chip
before I fall
onto my soft pink covers
without even changing
into my pajamas-
or taking off my shoes.

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