I continue to suffer the aftershocks of my truth-telling. Well, I call it truth-telling but some others seem to disagree. All I know for sure is that I don’t want to say another honest thing in my life. Likely I will, but not at this place. Each school day I get through, I put an angry black X across the date on my class schedule. Eleven down, forty-five to go. I have a strange and […]
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