A Few Yards Back

The gates fall.

The train flies by

And I don't know why

But I walk to want

Right into it.

But I stop at the

End of the square

On the sidewalk

A few yards back

So I don't

Pass the line

That holds me back.

October 4, 2018

Dyscalculia

"Calculate the circumference of this circle."

You lost me at "Calculate".

I'm surrounded  by 7th graders

Whipping their calculators out

But sometimes I doubt

If I'm in the right grade.

Yeah,

I get great grades.

As and Bs,

But don't ask me

"What's 4 + 3?"

Multiply my embarrassment

By the addition of confusion

Divided by distraction

This math again adds.

"Dyscalculia".

Finally a word

To define why I suck at math

But somehow

My grades reflect

That I still belong

To be among

My peers

Still, I struggle to see it.