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)
Copyright Credit: 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)