Tuesday 7:22 p.m.
One of my students, she wrote
“John Lennon was a man of the standard blues.”
I want to scribble “What the fuck could
this possibly mean?” on her paper.
Instead, I just put question marks of
increasing size (???) in the margins.
I am a coward,
even in the service of exposing kids
which I used to think was my job.
Now, I think it has something to do
with teaching them to survive by
like immaculate trees that grow
close to the ground.
JUSTIN LACOUR lives in New Orleans and edits Trampoline: A Journal of Poetry. His poems have recently appeared or are forthcoming in Posit, Cherry Tree, Presence, Lost Pilots Lit, and other journals.