Something about the beginning of the academic school year invigorates me. It might be because I was an elementary school teacher for two decades or that I’m a perpetual student myself. I inhale the excitement of learning. I listen to the joy bubbling up in my...
The final round Of editing Feels like That sprint When your lungs burn And your legs wobble And you can see the finish line, But are gasping for hope and energy. To undo What took so long to do Seems counterproductive. In fact, Such editing Adds a patina...
