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To the junior high

bio teacher,

who encouraged

birds to enter

his childhood

 

bedroom

and treated us

as Pavlov’s dogs,

forever

 

poisoning

a certain register

of bell to elicit

mimetic cherry pies:

 

When now, if I must

professionally don

a commemorative t

over shirt and tie,

 

I pretend I am you.

 

In essence, you said,

the ones who evolve

are merely those

who happen to last

 

when everyone else

is busy failing

to survive.

 

 

 

Patrick Williams is a poet and academic librarian living in central New York. His recent work appears in publications including The Metric, Sundog Lit, 3:AM Magazine, and Heavy Feather Review. He is the editor of Really System, a journal of poetry and extensible poetics. Find him online at patrickwilliamsintext.com and @activitystory on Twitter.

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