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Mason-Dixon Lines poetry By tanya olson "The devil was in the grocery store yesterday . . ." Photograph courtesy of the Collections of the Library of Congress. The first year of graduate school, it was the questions that woke me every night at 3 a.m. When will they figure out I'm an impostor, and I can't do the work? How do I deal with the students in my own class? What can I do over the summer for money? Insomnia, at least, made it easier to keep up with all the reading. When spring semester ended, the temp agency assigned me to a medical supply factory. They wore space suits and hoodies in the sterile sections. This part of the factory's clean, that part's hard I was told the first thing on the first day. Those aren't really opposites I suggested. Maybe not, but don't wear that gear outside this airlock. Otherwise, you have to re-gown. I was sent to the ostomy line where I filled in for the girl on maternity leave. The line always ran mandatory overtime. The curse: the line was up and running by 5 a.m. each day. The blessing: my insomnia, cured. We
Southern Cultures – University of North Carolina Press
Published: Feb 20, 2007
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