The scent of
fabric softener
and a hint of
coconut-mango shampoo
follow me out the door
in my click-click "teacher-shoes"
and that smudge on my
left lens
blurs the passenger side
door of my
eggshell, vroom-vroom, 626
I swing my navy-with-black-trim
messenger bag
a little higher on my
right hip
and secure one more red/brown curl
behind my left ear
I smile
(memories of last night
keep me high today,
and not even a
Saturday-morning exam
can dampen my spirits)
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