Find previous chapters here. Despite my exhaustion, I lay awake in bed long after the sounds of the rest of the house going to sleep faded into the chirping of crickets, the hum of night insects’ wings, and the cries of mockingbirds. The sleeplessness reminds me of all the nights I laid awake in Elesekk... Continue Reading →
I jolt up in bed, gasping for breath. Sometime in the night, my blankets ended up on the floor, but still my skin is slick with sweat. At first I wonder who is playing a drum at this time in the morning, but then I realize that the pounding in my ears is nothing more... Continue Reading →
A fascinating vocab and history lesson about the word "defenestration"--the act of throwing somebody out of a window.
Each person's history is unique, and forms who they are in complex, beautiful ways. We've been talking about this in my Multicultural Education class, and one of our assignments is to perform a piece of poetry about where we are from. Here's mine so far. Please let me know what you think--and where you're from... Continue Reading →
I'm a history major--I think I've mentioned that before. As I approach the end of my schooling, all the history stuff I've learned over the past years is finally bubbling to the surface and becoming an integral part of my thinking. It's so exciting!! So, here's a history lesson and a poem 🙂 In class... Continue Reading →
Despite what the title would lead you to believe, this post will not contain any rejoicing over the outcome of today’s election--nor, hopefully, will it contain any bashing of the president or American citizens. (Tangent: I have to admit, I love thinking up titles that suggest a meaning opposite of the content which they represent... Continue Reading →