I was the kid in biology class who,
when given an assignment on the brain,
brought in a cow’s brain wrapped in butcher paper.
My report was poorly written.
My poster was poorly designed.
But, I had the brain
right there in front of everyone;
naked and pale;
just like their own,
and I dissected it in front of them,
mostly with my bare hands,
pulling the sections apart.
Everyone crowded around,
and everyone remembers that day.