Origin of a Silenced Voice
I make a sound and point. “Oh, you want this?” Mom asks, then takes whatever I point to down. Be it a can of corn, string beans, a favorite toy. I don’t speak until...
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The Sojourner
Life Poetry Walking down this dusty road Shaped by those before me It crumbles behind face As I sojourn in this place Grassy lands begin to brown From under my bare feet Egressing...
My Best Friends
Short Story Brian, David, and Luke were my best friends. It seemed like Brian was always talking to girls since kindergarten. He got his first girlfriend in 2nd grade, who he still says...
Such Monotony
Another day. Students to nudge to work or be silent, while others teach. While I remain voiceless… Another day. IEPs to write. The implications of the difference to face. Between where...
Avian Antics
A red-breasted robin leaps onto a high, thin branch on the apple tree. Branch and bird swing up and down three times. Then it flies. A nearby maple tree’s high branch swings up and...
Talk 16 – Gamble
Serial Fiction All tooth brushes have unique sorties. Some are simple. They are made, bought, used twice a day until all their hairs fall off and are then discarded. Some are complicated. Some are...
Gastronomic Insomnia
Full, from dinner. Spicy beef and rice with black beans repeat. The last traces of tequila complete their work. I keep drinking water. No matter how bloated I feel. Or how sleepy. windchime rises,...
