“MTC,” New Era, May 1993, 67
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MTC
Hair fresh cropped, his farm boy face
mouthing new syllables to an empty hall,
he half chokes either from his twisting tongue
or his still white collar snugging tight
against a dark blue tie.
Dreams float behind serious thoughts—
he wears his mantle loosely still—
hefting the weight of parents’ hopes,
he opens the beginning of the best two years
of his yet unproven life.