A love note for my professor

The twelve page academic discourse I had been avoiding

Quickly came to fruition

With only the aid

Of three coffees and two energy drinks

My fingertips were typing

Like water pouring from a vase

I never got around to telling anyone

About my time in Nicaragua

Or how it’s informed my feminist perspective

No one’s ever asked

So twelve pages quickly turned

To a twenty page hypothesis

What if, what if…

We lived in a utopian society?

No one but my professor

Or a serious pothead

Would take the time with me

to consider that


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