By Joseph Teti At school, I’d study long into the nights until the library would close. When asked to leave, sometimes I’d be so stiff of neck from squinting over some assignment-texts, and so exhausted of brain-sweat, I would straighten up, and play a game with myself-- watching the reflection in the window; never looking down, but sorting the books; still gazing forward, packing up the bag; getting there blind and seeing, both at once; then I would hasten: the custodian was making his last rounds, and final call. Joseph Teti is an emerging poet from Hyattsville, MD. He is a recent graduate from Hillsdale
College, and a fierce defender of Platonism and Romanticism. Joseph's other work on Foreshadow: Napping (Poetry, August 2023) Ohio Turnpike (Poetry, September 2023)
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