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No one wants to go to Hell and I say

to my Sunday School teacher I don't want
to go to 
Heaven, neither—I mean that
I don't want to die at
all, so there, so
she bends over to make our faces face
each other and says Gale, Dear, no one
wants to die, of course, but we all must and
death is always on its way towards us
and we to it
 and then she smiled, if she
had written that down that smile would be her
punctuation and at regular school
I never remember if quotation
marks go inside or outside a full stop
and then I said I bet you never die
and then she frowned. It makes her look younger.

Gale Acuff's poetry has been featured in Ascent, Reed, Poet Lore, and Chiron Review

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