Duck Duck Goose
After the grief
Counselor leaves
And their teacher has
Let them go
Out for recess
They shape themselves
Into a circle
Leaving a space
For the dead
Boy to sit
They know he isn’t
There but they
Touch his head
Every time
After the grief
Counselor leaves
And their teacher has
Let them go
Out for recess
They shape themselves
Into a circle
Leaving a space
For the dead
Boy to sit
They know he isn’t
There but they
Touch his head
Every time
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