I remember Marnie



































She was in my ninth grade class























The girl with the wonky glasses

























And the kindest smile




























I have ever known.

She knew things we didn’t






























Like why the brain remembered

























And what gametes were.






























She was really smart




























In a way the others didn’t like.

Her shoes were shiny and black





















And laced up with fading Velcro




























And her rucksack


























Was filled with badges




























Really cool badges.

I wish I could twist back time




































And tell Marnie



























It was okay to like the Beatles
































And those girls




























They just weren’t worth it.

I wish I could tell her































I was really grateful for the time


































She whispered the answer in History

















And wouldn't even take my thanks.

























I wish I could tell her sorry.
I’m sorry I watched them



























Ruin you, Marnie



























I’m sorry for all the tears































No one



































Heard you cry.

I’m sorry kindness



























Was not enough


























For those girls

































And I’m sorry I never told you




























I liked your glasses.

I remember Marnie.



























She sat two desks in front of mine


























And she knew things others didn’t.
































I like to think she’s floating now




























Free to exist.

I’m sure we’ve all known a Marnie.




























I just wish I’d got to know mine.
























But I know she doesn’t hate me




































Doesn’t blame me
































I know she’s smiling now.

That was Marnie.