Growing up, I was only sent to the principal’s office once. I don’t know the average, but it feels like a bragworthy fact.
I’ll admit, I spent a chunk of time in after school detention throughout high school. 1,016 more words
One of the most fun parts of this April has been following the projects of various Poetry Friday friends. Donna, at Mainely Write, for example, has been posting vanity license plates she has photographed, a day for each letter of the alphabet, and using one of the day’s plates as a poem prompt. 178 more words
I knew it from the first time I saw you. I knew it when we made eye contact through the glasses that you wore that one time because you once told me you were blind as a bat, but I’m positive that you have twenty twenty vision when it comes to me. 384 more words