THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 15

Fire Drill

No one ever knows
where to go
during a fire drill.
Teachers are supposed
to tell us, but they rarely do.
So when the alarm goes off,
it’s controlled chaos.
We poured out into the hall.
I immediately started scanning
for Liz
or the boy.
I saw only
a rushed blur of faces, students
I didn’t know but who looked
interesting as they kept
their voices controlled
at a giggling whisper.
But what’s so funny
about a fire drill?
We headed out onto the hill
to the soccer field,
waiting in silence,
voices threatening to break through.

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