I've been thinking today about Milton Burke, AP Literature teacher at Fayetteville High School, in Arkansas.I had wanted so much to impress him; to receive his assurance that I was a good student; to earn an A in his class. But 4th hour was when the school resource officer always came to take me out … Continue reading What’s Your Real Story?
I'm not saying it's all sunshine and roses.... I'm saying the grass is greener where you water it.
The past few months, I've had a number of folks comment on my vernacular. I've apparently started to forget which words only sound right to folks from 'round here.
I know how to love Arkansas through this identity crisis, because like my own identity crisis, self-hatred doesn't accurately represent who Arkansas is.
How many poems for the dead could have been dinners with the living, if my distant cousin hadn't sold his soul for political power?
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