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Simone’s kindergarten is at the top of our street.

This morning, holding hands, we eagerly trudge

uphill. She waits in her class line while I meet

the other parents. My work won’t wait, but I’ve no grudge

against these fifteen sociable minutes. After checking phones,

we introduce ourselves, wearing our kids like name tags—

Hello I’m Alice’s; Hello I’m Simone’s—

reborn as the ones who packed their lunch bags,

hurried them—socks, now! Shoes!—into neon clothes,

stuffed pancakes and yogurt into their mouths,

and brought them to this sea-edge, where, in droves,

they embark upon the slow journey toward themselves.

It’s just like my old school—here I am across that sea,

back where I started—but I’m my mom; Simone is me.