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“Meet the Teachers”

We sit in G’s new room. H. grades papers. Ilana checks her messages. D has his iPad open. Judy arrives with a handful of parents. She presents; one asks a question. Then another. Soon...

Inspirational Love Poems 3

Love Prevails

Inspirational Love Poems Of all things that pass away, Love prevails. Love is deep. It seeps through every aspect of our lives, Filling them in irreversible ways. When someone leaves us, Their love stays...

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Living With Fear (Of Losing You)

Love Poem   Every day I tell myself Life is what I make it. I say, “There must be better”. This is not a dress rehearsal, You only get one life in this readiness,...

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Small Vein

Poem   Love and then all else Or the ashes, the ashes that Go with taking things to heart One way Handsome looks skew the point Or maybe help it all go someplace I...

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Dizzying Orientations

His humanities classroom with Ms. Narscisco looks like any room at Montebello. His other rooms look more like those of typical High Schools. The science room is the exception, with its wood paneling and...

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Are You Still There

Poem Are You Still There? We were like dancers, on our toes, together gently, apprehensively, barely touching, averting our eyes, talking in riddles. Our minds pulled, tugged, reaching out to entwine, bodies keeping their...

Freedom Poem 1

Unbreakable Wings

Poem   Never… I said the word! Never Released the bird. Never Will see me broken! Never I’ll be just a token!   The walls are high and I can’t see beyond. But I...

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Reunion of Death – Part Two

Serial Mystery continued from part one   Chapter 4  It was at least another hour-and-a-half before any of the other guests arrived. Seth had been puttering around the house mostly waiting for their inevitable arrival:...

Nostalgic Poems 0

Game

Poem   After all these years of endless shine the sun has finally given up its efforts. All these years when you were mine have slipped past the epitome, A slow seduction is on...