[New-Poetry] she

[Anny Ballardini]

she is in the first row
never got to school with the same clothes on
braided dyed hair
screams and yells, forces the others to do the same
manipulative, thousands of iron knots fiery shots
accepted by the nuns _ apparently exported from Africa to Italy _
who hoped for an entire year for an adoption
which arrived, after five months sent away because "she has disrupted our life"
said the father,
sent to a different boarding school
expelled by her clan in the Ivory Coast
second year I have her in class
always in the first row

today I noticed she was looking at me
with her usual face
as if she wanted to spit on me
and wrote something on her book

I asked her for the book
she didn't answer, I took it

words written in red ink, I read in a loud voice:

"B... I hate her
I want her to die

fuck this book
I hate her"

the class freezes
everybody feels guilty except her

next week, the last week of the school year
she will not be in my class

I thank 
I do not know whom 
but I know I thank something or somebody
without uttering a word.



Anny Ballardini
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I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star! 
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