I hope… I hope that I get moved into my apartment before the end of this month I hope that I get things done at work before I get kicked out I hope that I manage to earn my degree within the next three years…

poem 15 First day of freshman year. My heart slams in my chest and rattles my rib cage. I hear my shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor. I glance at my phone. Ten minutes until the bell rings. My best bet is to hide out…

Five years old, “Who do you want to be?” A pilot and a diver and a sailor on the sea. Ten years old, “Who do you want to be?” A teacher and an artist and a kind mother to three. Fifteen years old, “Who do you want to…