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Kate R.

THERE’S NOTHING THERE

Pouncing like a cougar,
I swing open the closet door,
revealing nothing.
No one hid there
during our game of hide and seek.
So, I’ll just keep looking.

Excitedly tearing off
the masses of paper and tape,
I find nothing.
Or at least there’s nothing
there I’d ever want or use.
There’ll be more presents, though.

Heart pounding through my rib cage,
it stops when I realize
that I see nothing.
My name’s not posted on that
daunting piece of paper.
I can still audition next year.

Trying to discover my goals
or my aspirations in life,
I discover nothing.
The nothings have caused me
to expect nothing so that
I won’t have to deal with the nothings

when they come.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]