bagged it to school.
our names
scribbled on the bag.
we lugged our tuna
sandwiches,
peanut butter, or cold
slabs
of bologna
with a swipe of French's
mustard
on wonder bread.
to the bus stop.
occasionally there'd
be egg salad
sandwiches
which we had
to remember not
to put on the heating
vents
in the classroom.
maybe a cookie
or two,
an apple.
milk was 2 cents in
a small
carton. a straw too.
sometimes there'd be
a note tucked
inside the bag.
say grace before lunch,
love you.
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