She sits under a poster of Ghandi.
Her face is tanning-booth-brown
borderline orange—she hasn’t stopped
putting on make-up since entering
except to text and apply saline solution
to her nose piercing. She carries on a conversation
discussing the finer points of Taylor Lautner’s body
Be the change you wish to see in the world
I will be a unicorn:
an articulate and imaginative unicorn.
Who always signals when changing lanes.
Able to: convince teens of the dangers
of consumerism and being an asshole;
shoot lighting from my eyes;
and reverse the effects of climate change
with the sheer warmth of my wit.
Or maybe just a substitute teacher
with the supernatural ability
to inspire unmotivated high school sophomores
to open their geometry text books
turn to page 212 and start work
on exercises 1 through 14.