Today's prompt was "Sparkle." I thought about a time when I walked into a classroom and the sparkle could not be missed or contained.
Guest Speaker
Starry brown faces
registered surprise, joy, awe
"She's a black teacher!"
Bodies wriggled, eyes
twinkled, awaited a voice
that sounded like home.
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