School Bodied

Poem By anais vionet

School's started up. *sigh*
I moved up a notch, of course
but virtual school sucks.

We should be walking
- no, swaggering - ivied halls
with new dominance.

Seniors rule, true,
but with one foot out the door
- Juniors set the tone.

One more viral theft,
that renders long traditions
unapproachable.

This virus changes lives
- bodied within its limits
- what future will rise?

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