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After the rain
A whistle blew, splash! Chaos. Read more
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The Homeplace
In homage to the forestIts heavy shadowsDeep and darkGreener than green,even when the sun is brightand the begonias bloom deep red.Bits of grass, spindly and fine, grow around the river of moss in dotsLike cattails before they’re cutThe bells of the foxglove ring and ring and ringWhen the air moves soft electric Blue Morning glories Read more
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Deadfall Yard
I’m learning what will grow, and what will grow successfully. Read more
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Why I Became a Teacher
Her leopard, high heeled mules sure footed in the gravel. Read more
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Happy Anniversary
Of course there was glitter. Read more
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Classroom Fairytale
I nodded my thanks and gave each kid a sticker of their choosing. I have ten thousand stickers, it’s the least I can do.
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adoxography
Hope is what people “hang on to,” whatever that means, when they know they’ve lost but are stubborn and want to disappoint themselves.
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Former Student, Shawn…Cool Kid
Shawn will always be one of my kids, even though he’s been a grown-assed man for at least thirty years now. I remember certain students for random reasons. Shawn was a twin, a brilliant one. Blonde, nice looking, a sweeter young man with manners you’d never meet. He was a creative writer, but he’d never…
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Multiples
I don’t know what kind of magic is in a twin, but I know there’s more power in it than science can explain.
Devonne Brown 