Syllabuses Poems - Poems about Syllabuses

...I have rituals for the first day of class like a superstitious athlete they get me into a good frame of mind where I feel like a juggernaut who has total agency and I don’t need to seek validat......

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...There’s an old joke, “Procrastinate now, because the sooner you fall behind, the longer you’ll have to catch up.” Ha ha. While a lot of students around here, even the good ones, are ......

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...I’m a tightrope walker, strung between the hedonistic abyss of winter break and the unforgiving canyon of organic chemistry. The stack of spring syllabuses are a prophecy whispered in Latin.......

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...I traveled almost everywhere, growing up. It took years. The landscapes, flora and fauna, the art, music, cuisines and curse words all seem to blend together in my mind. Mount Fuji, the Rhine, the......

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...Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I’m being reabsorbed by college life. I’m a planner. I’ve been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag,......

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...Someone Somewhere Met something And for some reason He somehow Froze So says some In a time where man gets reconstructed Physically modified Mentally damaged Where some and one Plural and ......

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