Who Am I?

  Overwhelmed by your genius, Your passions fill my heart Your words break my silence I touch your picture when we’re apart Your rainbow of opinions color my thoughts Your voice tinkles in my mind I see you in myself But alone, who am I? I mourn for your losses My leaden tears fall for…

Not Taught In School

“When is it due?” one student asks, once she makes out that this is an assignment. I leave off from where I am and go back to the top of the board and write in even clearer handwriting that I thought I was capable of producing on a vertical writing surface. Now it reads, Writing Assignment,…