a good test taker.
i'd sweat,
shake,
get the heebie jeebies
as i stared
at the forty multiple
choice questions
on my desk.
i was
nervous as a cat
in a room full
of rocking chairs.
the teacher would always
shake their heads
when they handed back
my test with an F,
still crinkled with my sweat.
each one of them
would say
with a sigh,
we thought you were
smarter than that.
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