The Sledge Hammer

comes down;
the sledge hammer comes up.

Yikes, I found _Alligator Annie_ by Deborah Rose Burton
in my WS mailbox this morning
and the "American Poetry Review"
in my ENG mailbox.
What is the Universe telling me?

I have to meet with a student
who ripped her paper off from someone else, and fail her,
after (or before?) I pass out my evaluations today?

And my comp director suggested that I make my prompts
more specific so that the students _can't_ cheat.
But I still love her--even if I'm shamed.

Last day of classes. Thank the Lord.