On Being a Crier


The cafeteria was dark. As the lights were turned on, lighting one segment of the cafeteria and then another, the 5th graders rose noisily from their chairs. Tears streamed down my face. In my naiveté, I let them continue and eventually they dripped off my jaw to create dark dots on my shirt. We filed out of each row, … Continue reading On Being a Crier

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Long Evenings and Good Mornings


The deep drone fills the entire house. I can feel it slightly vibrating the walls. Beep beep beep. I stop what I'm doing and listen for a moment. Then two more. Ah! The alarm has been shut off. The milk I pour into the cup is extra cold and the chocolate syrup takes a while … Continue reading Long Evenings and Good Mornings