Conclusions from Staring at a Wall in Second Grade

Some White, Cream, Tan, Buff.

Pink, Red, Brown, Black.

Chalky complexions,

solid skins.

 

Some room in between

for no invasion of space.

Stacking and stacking—

too much to even count.

 

Some faded, scarred, damaged, chipped.

Untouched or unfinished.

Bruised or broken.

Drawn on or picked at.

 

Yet I know they’re still bricks,

and I know they wouldn't change that.

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