15 Hours

In another world,
instead of chasing 4.0s like cats chase lasers
and studying for SATs 
as if
the meaning of life
lies at the bottom of a Princeton Review SAT Study booklet...

Often, my teachers drone on,
like clocks that won’t stop
but never seem to turn to the next hour.
Sometimes, I bomb tests,
like I didn’t stay up until it was just me
and the stars,
and bury my head in text like the books had their own gravity.
But in another world,
the bombing is real and the droning is in the sky.

That world is only a 15-hour flight away.

By Colton Wills

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