In Liquid Summer Schools

She coughs a spelling bee up
Life phones in
Pupils vent
Ladders where they are not allowed
And sleeping is excused
Disowned bodies angered forget to shout, «Leave!»
Dust here makes a promise
Sneeze
Hives
Curious duties
Fettered punch-cards
Trap-door sweetness
Contagious
Snowmen bruised
Transceivers of warmth
Until names
Take shape and
Exchange
I’ve bitten sugar spoons
In liquid summer schools
Where I
Fade through chairs
Rooftops swallowed
Wagging our tongues
A stone bladder crushed and weighed
Peeled knees uniformed
Disowned bodies angered forget to shout, «Leave!»
Dust here makes a promise
Sneeze