Today, Afternoon & After Class by Ernest Williamson III

spilled along the chalk board were your letters hints of hemlock stained the garrulous feud frozen in gray marble beneath my feet students were transfixed like inward taste buds accustomed to numbness as whenever the teacher uttered words salient expressions, built with alacrity smoothly yet irregularly along faces dead faces, moved with faint pulses for [...]

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