Monthly Archives: March 2013
I hope to forever be a “militant sunflower.”
My sunny Saturday evening read is “Envisioning a Healed World, “an essay by the poet/educator/farer-of-light Mark Gonzales. I’ve experienced Mark speak and perform multiple times and each time I come away with a new energy — sometimes this energy comes
I hope to forever be a “militant sunflower.”
My sunny Saturday evening read is “Envisioning a Healed World, “an essay by the poet/educator/farer-of-light Mark Gonzales. I’ve experienced Mark speak and perform multiple times and each time I come away with a new energy — sometimes this energy comes
Confessions of a Teacher Who Takes Things Way Too Personally
I am a teacher. This translates into a lot of things. At bars, stating my profession elicits reactions ranging from raised eyebrows to free rounds of shots to awkwardly indirect and occasionally funny comments about my sixteen-year-old male students’ attraction to
Confessions of a Teacher Who Takes Things Way Too Personally
I am a teacher. This translates into a lot of things. At bars, stating my profession elicits reactions ranging from raised eyebrows to free rounds of shots to awkwardly indirect and occasionally funny comments about my sixteen-year-old male students’ attraction to
I am sad for Hugo Chavez’s death.
I am sad for Hugo Chavez’s death. I am. Not because I felt any particular affinity for the Venezuelan president and nemesis of the West. Not because of the time I laughed in a precarious sadness, a hilarity, a relief
I am sad for Hugo Chavez’s death.
I am sad for Hugo Chavez’s death. I am. Not because I felt any particular affinity for the Venezuelan president and nemesis of the West. Not because of the time I laughed in a precarious sadness, a hilarity, a relief
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