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“Get up, please” “No” “It will help” “No” “I promise” “No.” Words splattered Unheeded, ignored Sure and convinced That it’s not needed The water helps Washes, restores, renews The soap feels nice Cleansing, removing, erasing The dirt clings Building on the skin Flaking off in the covers Tucked away, protected The smell grows intense Drifting…
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Author note: This started because a Comp II student asked for an example body paragraph. I sat down to model what I ask my students to do—and didn’t stop. I love creative work, but this reminded me that I also love argument, evidence, and the discipline of thinking something all the way through. I’m sharing…
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I’m not sure how long I stood staring after him—the wake of his anger deafening as I slowly found the strength to peel my feet from the tiled floor. By the time my hand touched the cool glass of the front door, my shock had shifted to blinding anger. Anger that seared into the…
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Author’s note: Where “The Antagonist” lives in the tension of burnout and resistance, this piece lives in the quiet reasons I don’t walk away. It’s about one day, one project, and one room full of students who reminded me what learning can be—for them and for me. I was inspired to try this project…
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The thumps of my feet hitting the pavement were a much-needed salve being smoothed over the frayed ends of my nerves—each crunch of loose gravel working to push together the loose threads and prepare me for the rest the day. I sucked down a breath of air more dramatically than I needed to since…
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“So, I’ll see you soon,” Henry’s words bounced around in my mind, followed almost immediately by the echo of Jenna’s “Of course she will!” before she’d tossed me a wink and slid into her car. Her engine roared to life, and my eyes traveled quickly back across the parking lot to where Henry stood—grinning…
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Leaves fall, the winds chill One by one they file in To desks and chairs Places my ghosts have been My heart exposed With my words, thoughts, and actions The passion clear Though never enough to replace their distractions Each task given with care Every lecture filled with my directions Yet my requests are quickly…
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Hey lovely readers! It’s been a minute—or, okay, three weeks—and I’ve missed this little corner of the internet. School started back up for me, and I’ve been drowning in the ocean of student emails and class prep (send help). But I’m back, and so are Evie, Jenna, and Henry! Thanks for being patient while I…
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Author’s note: I hope this chapter was worth the wait! Thank you for sticking with me and Evie’s chaotic little world. Now… let’s talk about that Henry text. My eyes felt glued shut, as if the night’s remnants had stitched my lashes to my cheeks. The crust that had built up over the hours…
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Hey lovely readers! I’m sorry, but Chapter 16 isn’t ready yet (Jordan try not to send me too many texts). My brain has been in a bit of a creative funk this week, so instead of forcing words that wouldn’t cooperate, I ended up channeling that energy into something else: three more installments of the…
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Ink & Interruptions 