Keough Hall

November 9, 2016
University of Notre Dame

minutes
felt
like hours
 
"deplorables
knocking
at your door"
 
he shouted
the day
after—“build
 
the wall—
we're
building
 
a wall
around
your room!"
 
minutes
felt
like hours
 
"cowards!"
you managed,
catching
 
a glimpse
by cracking
your door:
 
there were three
of them
scurrying
 
down the hall,
their faces
obscured…
 
your back
against
the wall, you slid
 
to the floor—
"Hail Mary..."
you began
 
whispering
to yourself
and back
 
they came their
laughter 
louder
 
minutes
felt
like hours
 
and the thumping
in your chest—
his fist
 
pounding the door
 
 
        for Gregory Jenn ('18)
 

Francisco Aragón, "Keough Hall." Copyright © 2017 Francisco Aragón. Used by permission of the author for PoetryNow, a partnership between the Poetry Foundation and the WFMT Radio Network.
Source: PoetryNow (2017)
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