Andrea Tsurumi

Do kids clap erasers anymore? Or is it all dry erase board and ipads these days? They probably don’t have class anteaters any more, no sir. They all retired after the Vermilingua strike of ‘97. Sometimes I wonder where they all went. Manys a time I’d be the last out of the classroom, putting on my coat and watching the golden afternoon light slant in through the window. And just outside, our class anteater, clap-clap-clapping away, wrapped in a thin white dust cloud that clung to his fur.

And after he’d left, little white footprints in the parking lot.