10 Years Ago

10 years ago… where even was I 10 years ago? Oh.   I remember now   Finally crawling out of my ghost form that I had taken on to keep myself safe and free of any attachments lest I had to flee again   Not…

A Teacher’s Craft

There are high pitched giggles of youth combining with swirling motion, a never ending energy There are colorful walls filled with impressionistic art as fictional characters dance across the floor. A light streams in from a hidden door as an invisible wand… oak, supple, dragon…

Tea

    Without the fluids see I get those migraines But I won’t drink plain water I tried and carried a jug for months Always still half full at twilight Way too many migraines Any one of my ten Classrooms has tea stains on the…

Our Miss Brooks

  Our Miss Brooks goes home at night, Where the rooms are empty, The chairs are silent, There never were any of her own children, and the Work is never done. Papers to grade of course and Dinner to drink. A page of curricular notes…

Why I teach…

Not every “Good Morning” is met with a smile. To be honest, most are met with a stare, but the ones that break across sleepy teenage faces are more valuable than, a trunk of pirate booty found under the “X” on a map to Treasure…