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“Random Letters” Dramatic Reading is necessary for Elementary Poetry. My schools said I could be a jackrabbit, a lion, and a dog. Why do some people have perfect attendance for rare subjects? My past is now somewhat full of dated honor. Alphabet soup is junk food. Do not use it for grammar. Retro computers existed back then and spelling check was more psychological. The Apple 2 computer was available to us in a science class for middle school. I sound “old” but I’m only 36 years old. Wordbooks are more valuable than most fiction, but wordbooks are boring. Do you remember the office summons? Imagine the Wrestling Car Wash near Minimum Days. I was usually going to school in Ventura, California. Here’s my vintage science language from an elementary class: “When the clay was curvcd it flouted yayollw and it sank because it was fooll of water.” Oscar’s Ocean was certainly a place I’ve forgotten about for a field trip. Improvement in science has a limit. This teacher’s report

It tries to come out like scream. It tries to come out like a blue baby, one that took too long, and there’s a big hubbub while they try to make it breathe but you can’t demand an answer out of a dumb tongue that’s attached to a sinner. It tries to come out in a peaceful way, not one of war, all diplomatic like presidents and governors and mayors all the way down the chain of liars, pretty, smiling liars, but it never does. It’s always tear stained and bawling, fists clenched and done with stalling, stumbling into a field to stare up at every god it knows the name of and demanding to be struck down right there. It tries to come out at all, in any way, but it never sees the light of day. It never knows how to untie the ropes or the ribbons, both its frilly facades and it’s prisons, but it only ever struggles in the bonds. It only ever knows how to rock on its back until it falls asleep, waiting for the next day to creep in so it can shake, and nod.