Bartender: The Hot Cold Girl Teacher Poem by Atef Ayadi

Bartender: The Hot Cold Girl Teacher



look!
When you move
from job
to another
job, leave what belongs to Vegas
In Vegas.

This girl -she still thinks she is 'a girl' or 'the girl.'-
is doing the opposite.
The way she articulates in her lecture
is pure bar tendering.

Can you imagine
or at least picture her in Vegas or whereever she may be
or being a bee wherever she flies?

Now, the bad news is,

she wonders why her college students are not
enjoying the party
-in the classroom, and whenever they are around her-

I am optimistic about her
and the level of math Niagara or Viagra fall level in the country
But -this is not an objection; this is an abstract, -

please,
do not ask me about the good news.

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