Friday, September 13, 2019
Love. Grandmother. Hands.
I was in like / the 4th or 5th grade / and Pam was a bully / we called her Big Pam / and my grandmother heard she had been pushing me around / and nobody pushes me around / she drove me to school / in her brown and beige station wagon / and walked me up and down the playgrounds / the big playground and the little playground / to find this Pam / to see those hands that push / she walked up to every girl on the playground / is that her / she asked / that her / that one / that one / no / no / no / and then there was Pam coming into the gate / standing right next to my grandmother / eyes big as saucers / I never saw Pam afraid before / is that her / and I was afraid too / is it / is it her / Pam shook her head no / slow as she could / no / no that's not her / Pam left to go play / my grandmother said / I think that was her / and you were just scared to say / tell her she bet not put her hands on you again / how did she know / how could she know / grandmothers just know / I guess / grandmothers just / know
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