Blurring Her Edges

She loves me with a fear That doesn’t discriminate Even when she looks away With that tear in her eye And I can’t judge her For that sense of apathy That creeps in sometimes Pain that looks like love Love that smells like hate And I can’t let her go This idea of who she … Continue reading Blurring Her Edges

Summer in Rome

So I’m teaching summer school again — in Rome, NY — and the more things change the more they stay the same. Last year they cut way back on both staffing and on programming, but this year things are back to some sense of semi-normalcy. Instead of having just 2 teachers and 2 subjects for … Continue reading Summer in Rome