this is a poem i wrote a few weeks ago, after working in another special ed room. a small boy in the room was isolated, because of behavioral issues. he wrote a letter to his teacher at the end of the day, as part of an assignment. the letter was a series of letters written right next to one another, no separations, no real words, no punctuation. it broke my heart. here's the poem:
to my teacher
written
in scrawling
sprawling
capital letters
big
and uneven
acrossthepage
a letter
allruntogether
nospacing
becauseidontknow
to leave space
toseparatethewords
like me
apart
and different
separate
and separated
distinguished
andindistinguishable
thewordsruntogether
blurred
by the tears in my teacher's eyes
hand in pencil
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