Inside the Clasroom
What happens when a classroom is filled with anxiety
POETRY
P.M writing
9/22/20261 min read
Hands, stammering,
without,
a beat
pencil,
clicks and clacks
on repeat
Elbows wobbling that force
the desk!
to creak.
Eyes that
search, scout, and scour
are eyes that
search, scout, and scour
until they
search, scout, and scour
And Ideas lead to nowhere
like cars stuck in traffic
that honk,
move forward,
and stop once more.