Math Class

I don't understand math.

But when the Mrs asks us if we have any questions,

I leave my hand folded on my lap,

I leave my eyes gazing at the alien language ahead.

Sally Sue

Who sits beside me,

Raised her hand once.

Mrs ignored her.

But she silently sat

And continued to have a hand held high.

I came back the next day,

Her arm was rotted

And the calendar claimed

That three years had passed.