| We didn't talk awards; Lasting hope, application, Train scheduled; The longer you're there; The more positions available. Most of the staff at The store down the road Look up at the clock, And you can imagine a Bell going off. Home, For the bus crowd, Usually, After school. "We Didn't Talk Awards," poem forty-two of "Lettersongs," unpublished work © 2008, Lisa Page Weil. All rights reserved. |