I write about the teachers who left. I write for the teachers who taught for six months and walked out with relief. I write for the teachers, who are now in different professions. I write for the educators who are tired, and remember when education was different. They're now retired. I write for the teachers… Continue reading A Ballad for Public Education
Month: June 2022
A Poem, Excerpt from The Girl on Arc Fall Road
As the years go by, employees leave the cities, they live in renovated mill houses with an in-ground pool in the backyard, and a BMW in a new garage.
Not Your Average Teacher: Atypical, LEGO Educator and Published
I celebrate 20 publications. I celebrate and embrace being atypical. I honor and remember that grief does not define me, but is a part of me.
We Must Awake: a Poem
John Lennon’s Imagine comes on the radio, and I turn it off because there is nothing more I want to imagine than a world where we’re together with our little girl. You say to me, “We don’t need the music. Your voice is the most beautiful music to me.”
Corrie's Season 