poetry in the soft instant when shadows shape our words the length of your sigh may as well be my life. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
best tag ever.
teach you to be a lit teacher.
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That’s the truth. Teaching writing sure seems to be the bane of actual writing.
i’m not even teaching this year, so i have no excuse. just the general malaise of laziness.
At least you came back with a vengeance – that always helps. Great post.