I retreated

I arrived emotionally flat, internal turmoil whirling; I sat by the garden window, I wrote poetry about the rain & flowers & I prayed, I drank coffee, I prayed, I cried, I raged, I listened to Switchfoot on loop (The Shadow Proves the Sunshine), I listened to more poetry, I prayed, I drank coffee, I […]

Seedy bread

This week, the inquest into the death a beautifully lovely girl began-she was a former student of mine. She was a rare, exceptionally kind, bright, well-loved girl. I wept a lot when she died; I’ve cried a lot this week. And I’m just a former teacher who liked & admired her. I cannot fathom the […]