Hardware Stall
By Jack, Misu, Timothy, Binh & Angelina
Bottles jailed in plastic linger on the shelf, and tubes of glue dangle from the ceiling.
Cans of spray paint roost in cabinets
like sleeping canaries.
Behind the counter,
the owner’s teeth
sink into a chunk of apple.
Light pours onto her cheekbone,
eyes lock on the unknown.
Above her,
tape measures hang like
spiders from silk.
Here is the same piece as a graphic poem with illustrations by the whole class!
I think I know the owner!
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