The Universe Shrinks to the Size of a Pinhead Eight Minutes Before the Opening Bell in the Faculty Break Room
I have a daughter. I have two children older than you.
I have a daughter. I have two children older than you.
Oh
nice. I
have
nobody.
You’re still young in basketball. Muscle memory. Be patient
with yourself. Shoot like Curry from way out. You’d be
welcome on any team. That’s all I’m saying.
This year
my health
is not good.
You’re a young man. Practice makes perfect.
My dad died.
Let’s go through the schedule.
I was sad
for four months.
I thought it was
a Wednesday.
I understand.
He had cancer.
Trying to get my prostate checked. A fit test. Inside all
checked.
I’m so
weak this year.
It was forced on me to get to that level. Junior college
assessment. Pre-algebra. It’s why I excelled.
Funny
thing, same
thing happened
to me in college
with English.
Right, Right, Yeah.
A good person is an 80-90% writer. My ethnics teacher laid
out examples on sentence structure. Ten body paragraphs.
Nice and smooth. Gonna get my teaching cred in June.
Who’s saying?
That’s what they’re saying.
Who?
This is what I’m saying… What I have anxiety about. Out in
the real world. Students dropping out and bumming.
My dad
worked in construction.
You heard the BART surfer?
No.
That eighth grader.
I just got
back from
China.
Cool. So thing here is BART surfer.
What’s that?
Kid riding on top of the subway.
Would
never happen
in China.
He went flying. He’s dead.
Wow. I’ve never
done those things.
We were young teenagers once.
My culture
always told me
to play
it safe.
Not fun to me, man. Accidentally throw a piece of paper and
it’s FIVE years.
Nah. A lot of freedom
here. America is generous.
Our democracy, you pay taxes. They know who you are. I’m
talking about location. They can do that here.
How, with
cameras?
Easy. Jim Nantz and Tony Romo. They have all the plays on
a sheet. You think they don’t make money on the side? 40K?
I don’t know anything
about football.
I stream everything.
I don’t watch TV. This
generation is different.
Learn about yourself and implicit biases. Are you
transactional or transformational?
Kid threw a ball
at me. Got me
hurt.
Everyone is so sensitive. I put the seat down. Flushed and
some water droplets came up. I would have tidied up. Not
opposed to cleaning up. But don’t accuse me. I’m an adult.
The one I went to in Hayward
was nice.
Mine only had one bathroom.
Is
that
legal?
The one
I had
was
close to
a Taco
Bell.
Right. Try a Harvest Snack.
No,
thanks. I already tried.
You sure? The accrual of cancer causing cells. Environment
you live in, and they tell you how long you’re going to live.
I have to
go
to the bathroom.
It’s raining magic.
Matthew Isaac Sobin's (he/him) first book was the science fiction novella, The Last Machine in the Solar System. His poems are in or forthcoming from The Lumiere Review, South Florida Poetry Journal, Midway Journal, Orange Blossom Review, Hearth & Coffin, Ghost City Review, MAYDAY Magazine, Roi Fainéant Press, and The Hooghly Review. He received an MFA from California College of the Arts. You may find him selling books at Books on B in Hayward, California.