Textbooks and board pens have been abandoned in favour of cocktail cans and party hats; the tables where students sat only minutes ago cast aside for a makeshift dancefloor. The teacher’s desk remains untouched so as not to disturb the lines of coke that have found a temporary home in the grooves and scratches of decades-old graffiti.
This marks the end of another year, the academic one, and it isn’t long until she and I find ourselves in the department storeroom, class sets of Shakespeare and Plath, even Dickens, towering in judgement on all sides as our tongues, ironically wordless, explore new meaning. I push hard, mouth hungry – our kisses and thrusts punctuated by breathy silences – knowing my behaviour is grammatically incorrect but determined to write an exciting chapter that will get me through the family summer.
Saturday 26 June 2021
'School's Out' by Christopher P. Mooney
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