Tag: Binh

From a wire above, papers dangle.
Bandages flu er onto the floor,
and the smell of blood and Purell leaps through the air. 
Scribbled letters dance across 
white boards
that reflect
florescent light
and sunshine
piercing through the window.
Ms. Peggy slides a drawer shut 
and paper clips 
clink and scatter across her desk.
Steam rises from a mug of coffee, and when 
that kid who breaks crayons 
knocks it over,
dark liquid puddles on the floor.
Ring ring ring.
Click click click.
In the corner,
balls gobble air.