Monday, December 3, 2012


I do not understand on the level on which I take things personally. Beyond that I get it.

There is a fleck of melted chocolate on my left ankle, on my right wrist.

A teacher you've never heard of is changing the world.

I want to be less fluttery than I, often, am. than I often am.

I will take my courage from Nicholas, who bows his head and places his hands in prayer and says, with gentleness and conviction, thanks

someday I want to work in prisons and domestic violence shelters and elementary schools and I want to teach people about poetry. I want to bring people paper and pencils and say, let's go exploring.

somewhere, over the rainbow

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