Part one of fictional short story about a rebellion started in the most unlikely of places: The National Park Service.
I remember going to the beach And being shown how to fill up buckets, The sand wet and gritty in… Read more Sandcastles
I used to think that a playground in wintertime, with swings frozen in place by crystal stalactites and glacial flos… Read more Aye Useta
Sometimes seizing the day means staying in bed a little longer with your kids.
The Girl with the Paper Rose* There’s a mountain of anger in that small frame. Passion, fear, hate for the… Read more The Girl With the Paper Rose, or Why I Still Teach… For Now.