Test Prep Blues

What good is a test if it doesn’t measure a child’s fluency in empathy, doesn’t create opportunity for a child to imagine solutions outside the box, doesn’t make a child want to read because what’s on the page isn’t riveting, essential to their understanding of themselves, other people, places in the world they’ll never see and only know from awkward phrases in textbooks written by … Continue reading Test Prep Blues


She says he left her for another girl, won’t answer her calls and texts, told her not to bother him, that there is nothing to talk about; he just doesn’t love her anymore. She hasn’t eaten or slept since Friday night, she says, hasn’t stopped crying, can barely speak through all the sobbing now, five days after he left her for another girl. I want … Continue reading Perspective

An Accidental Poem

Taught five classes, although it was a day of games to celebrate the end of the trimester, spoke to two parents, prevented a hell of a fight, at least for today, stayed back for an hour to talk a kid through a hardship I couldn’t see myself endure, picked up the kid from school, rode the train home, thirty-five minutes of a six-year-old spinning sentences … Continue reading An Accidental Poem


Give thanks— To the Lenape Indians who loaned the island of Manhattan to the Dutch for twenty-four dollars worth of trinkets, and never got back their land or earned a penny of its wealth, which only keeps growing, higher than the island’s skyscrapers, and still belonging to the white man. Give thanks— To the thousands of women, men, and children who gave their lives so … Continue reading Thanksgiving

Survival Guide for Teachers, Part One

You already know you’re not going to eat lunch or pee more than once, so do yourself a favor, and start your day with a hearty breakfast, and a big glass of water you can shed before your first class. Save the other seven glasses you’re supposed to drink for when you’re home, and stock your fridge and cabinets with foods that contain protein because … Continue reading Survival Guide for Teachers, Part One

Me, Too

It’s a Monday afternoon, in the exact middle of October, when the virtual world is suddenly filled with two words, as cold and searing as a Samurai blade– Me, too. Have always counted it among my greatest fortunes to have never been raped, taken aback, each time such thoughts enter me– by the idea that a woman should be thankful to have been spared having … Continue reading Me, Too