I’ve often found in class,
When my teachers lecture on math and physics or
the nuances of the English language, when my
friends talk of cars and girls or things like love and
weekend epics –
my eyes catch a ray from a farther star, and with the
tilt of my head – I am traveling on moonbeams and
waves of light that dissipate throughout eternity,
till I am lost and satisfied,
alone with my soul.
Andrew Venegas
San Jose
SJSU
poetry
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