I Know Forks Middle School

The sound of people walking,
Of the lockers slamming,
Of people talking.

I know Forks Middle School,

The smell of tech room wood,
Of the could-be food,
Of the essence of good.

I know Forks Middle School,

The “Sit down and be quiet,”
“Raise your hand to speak,”
and “Don’t cause a riot.”

I know Forks Middle School.