Dark street at night, a circle of light, An arch like nothing I’d seen before, Was it a portal, a wormhole door Leading to somewhere else in the cosmos? I froze. I did not think to run away I was seized in the grip of…

Yes Yes, is such a hope-filled word I wish I had said Yes to Brant when he was tangled in the emotions of being an 8-year-old from a broken family. Yes, to being the kind of teacher that gave him permission to be “naughty” (whatever…