Mr. Bradley is trying so hard
to make this like school
Lecturing and solving problems on the board
Asking us questions and expecting answers
But one of the guys—
the one who was asking me all those questions—
starts laughing and cracking jokes
Kadon is his name
and in seconds, two officers come in
and grab him by the arms
and drag him out of that classroom
We get out of the way
when Kadon starts kicking the chairs and tables
and yelling, Get the fuck off me!
The other guys laugh
I’m trying not to look shook
And in that moment
I’m glad I have the bruises on my face
It’s my mask for now
I wish I had a hoodie to hide under, too
So I slide in my seat
the same way I used to do in
Ms. Rinaldi’s class
Invisible