At a pizza school, graduates toss their caps like they are pizza dough spinning into the sky.

Pizzas on their mind (that’s why).

There was only one topping, and that would be the tassel.

And they all catch their caps cuz pizza dough is fragile.

I wrote this poem seven years ago.

Happenings in May remind me of it though.

While a short version of it got printed by Milpitas Post,

the early version can be found via the link below:

https://zfthrimej.wordpress.com/2015/05/09/at-a-pizza-school-graduates-toss-their-caps-like-theyre-pizza-dough/

Orangevale View posted its issue featuring my poem “At 4:44” on its website. The link to it:

Click to access Issue-8-VOL-15-final-web.pdf

“At 4:44” is on page 16 and can also be found in this blog.

For a list of my other poems that OV View published, and for lists of more of my poems that are published submissions outside of Orangevale View, they can be found (at my other blog) via the following link:

List of poems by Z.F. Thrimej that got published by Orangevale View