a poem a day for a year #5

by Amy Turn Sharp


don't use your teeth

you will break them off

Stop

Look

No

wash your hands

red light

you will certainly poke your eye out

 

I am your navigator

your first and most memorable teacher

 

Sensei Mama

 

I turn from him

briefly

like a flash towards the white wall

place the lego between my teeth

and pull it all

apart