When I taught Constitutional Law a
djinn,
Auditing
the course, sat towards the back
Growing
bored, he'd sometimes animate
Small
men made of fire and send them
Scurrying
around his chair. Some of them
Would
wander down the aisle
To
strut behind me, imitating my gestures.
I
partly blame this for the university's
Refusal
to grant me tenure or to now admit
I
ever worked there
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