Periodic Hopscotch Sep 19, 2013 1 min read Poetry The game is set, the lines are drawnbetween the rosebush and the lawn.Squares of chalk encircling O Fe Zn H N AsForming molecules, compounds, bonds.The children don’t care,they hop for fun fromoxygen to arsenic. Kevin Meeks More posts Kevin Meeks is a writer from Ontario, California who currently has an unpublished novel which he is working on editing. He enjoys feudal Japan, photography and Steampunkery, though not necessarily in