To (me &) my white colleagues and friends

The words shared here reflect the thoughts, values, emotions, and opinions of me and only me. A year ago, I began sifting through feedback on a class I was teaching called Stories of the Oppressed: Narratives of Marginalized Humans in Higher Education. I wanted to get real, honest, critical feedback so I could make itContinue reading “To (me &) my white colleagues and friends”

It’s National Poetry Month.

Part of me has always wanted to believe there’s an alternate universe where poetry is the universal language. Everyone speaks it to varying degrees. Writing is taught in couplets and tercets. We live in stanzas. Free form is the new novel. Sonnets are the only way to give people a reason to believe in lifeContinue reading “It’s National Poetry Month.”