I am a perfect person; these are my organic groceries.
These beer cans are my recycling and I give
during the holidays. I say Good Morning
to my neighbors, even the ones whose names I don’t know.
This is me doing school. This is me writing good.
Don’t I carry so much on my back? A backpack full
of books and pigs’ feet and pieces of bridges. Look
at her: La Always Reading, La Always Writing.
That’s not the kind of good they wanted, the kind
that’s good for me. It’s just that I am good
at impressions, see? This is my impression of a scholar.
This is me thriving. This is an impression of an impression.
What else can I do with what I see?
