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Ode To My Middle School English Teacher

ode to my middle school english teacher, who taught me that even though you have a voice, it's better if you don't use it ode to my middle school english teacher, who not only gave up on me halfway through the year, but stopped feigning any kind of support entirely ode to the teacher who favorited the kids who didn't deserve any favors ode to the teacher that told a black boy to go himself ode to the teacher that made a hispanic girl cry; ode to the teacher who didn't see race, unless it wasn't white ode to the english teacher that almost made me stop writing ode to the teacher who cared more about her cigarettes than the fact that at least three girls in her class wanted to kill themselves ode to the only english teacher that mattered; ode to the english teacher who only mattered because she made me feel like i didn't.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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