ShapedI am a piece of wood that has been carved and shaped and sandpapered into something different. I am not the same person that I was in the…Jan 2, 2022Jan 2, 2022
Share Your CookiesA recent eight-hour flight delay made me identify with Nye’s poem “Gate A-4.” Originally scheduled to depart at 11am, we didn’t actually…Aug 1, 2021Aug 1, 2021
The WreckAdrienne Rich’s poem “Diving Into the Wreck” resonates with many of my students — and me — because it means so many different things to…Aug 1, 2021Aug 1, 2021
Stories and Empathy“Sweat,” by Zora Neale Hurston, is one of my favorite short stories. The eye dialogue, while difficult at first to read, really pulled me…Aug 1, 2021Aug 1, 2021
The Real MeMy inner sense of self is about twenty years younger than my reality. Like the narrator in H.P. Lovecraft’s “The Outsider,” I, too am…Jul 31, 2021Jul 31, 2021
Cognitive DistortionLies, lies, and more lies. At its heart, Arthur Miller’s play The Crucible is a showcase of how one lie multiplies throughout a community…Jul 31, 2021Jul 31, 2021
Watch MeWhen I was an undergrad studying to become a teacher, I also held down a full-time job. Someone had to pay the bills, after all! Most of my…Jul 31, 2021Jul 31, 2021
The ChickensI love Williams’ “The Red Wheelbarrow” poem because of the white chickens.Jul 31, 2021Jul 31, 2021
Mental Health MattersToday I joined NAMI, the National Alliance on Mental Illness. Until I had a friend suffer a psychotic break, I did not fully understand the…Jul 30, 2021Jul 30, 2021
Dental Phobic Future Patient“One of These Days” gave me the heebie jeebies. I already have a phobia about the dentist, but now I have even more reasons not to go. The…Jul 30, 2021Jul 30, 2021
