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On the First Day of School, the Smell of…Disinfectant
“Attention, comrades! This is disinfectant – use it.”
-Railway official in Doctor Zhivago
Cedar pencils, fresh packs of notebook paper
A new vinyl notebook with a shiny brass zipper
New shoes, new socks, new jeans, new everything
All with the scents of optimism, of hope
But this year all your friends fit into cubes
On the computer screen at your kitchen table
And you hope your stupid brother won’t dance
Across the room in his Captain Marvel underwear
But you can still take comfort in remembering
That Robin Hood remains free in Sherwood Forest
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