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How to be Vulnerable with your Students

There is this threshold. I walk my students up to it each semester. They stand on one side as they...

I would rather take the beating

The other day Kyra and I were driving to the greenhouse talking about Dillon, high school and violence… ME: One...

Junie

All of the other dogs were barking. Pleading really. Not her. She was facing away from her gate, tightly curled...

Five People

I do not know their names. Our interactions were brief and distanced. And, I would not know them if we...

Career Day at Taylor High

It’s 1989. I’m a senior. And, I’m hanging out in the library listening to the Q102 Morning Zoo. At the...

Mr. Baker

I’d been away so long. Too long. The occasion for coming home, I no longer remember. But I needed to walk....

Number 32

“Why do you still wear that?” my wife asks. She eyes (not without a bit of loving dismissiveness) the gold-plated...

Street by Street

When I got my Evil Knievel bike for Christmas, I set a goal. A monumental goal. I would circumnavigate my...

Shirtless Swagger

The boys of Cleves had swagger. With their shirts off, backs straight and shoulders rocking to the beat of a...

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