There is a whiteboard by the water cooler with the class rota on it
and nine names in dry marker.
I know all nine. Two birthdays, one bad knee, one house move,
and one thing nobody is supposed to mention.

Beside it, the sign-up sheet for the platform.
Thirty lines. I have read every one of them.
Mine is not on any of them.

The Book of the Bard — Arrival 51:2