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hall pass
The teacher writes me a pass
Achingly slow
To the library, to the hidden halls between
Books and the smell of turned pages
Because I am prey-scared
Of the students, hunters, around me
Of the chattering of the noises
I swallow my pride and the lingering side effects
I try to blame the pills
But when the thoughts form, I can tell I’m lying