What My Professor Taught Me
2 March 2011
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In his office he kept a book no one ever saw—
and yet I saw it.
In his tiny print was written
a hundred names for crack:
“yam,” “blotter,” “cran-grape,” “see-saw.”
I asked him if he’d ever done it
and he said No,
it’s strictly academic.
My head was spinning as I walked home.
Then I did laps around my dorm,
high on secret languages from places far away from me.
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