Voices of Recovery

True Teacher

True Teacher

(A short letter/poem to the one teacher who made a difference for me, who revealed my competence to me.)Dear seventh-grade math teacher, you had no idea – the family violence endured by one of your students. I was a C/D student before your...

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Green Florals and Brown Spots

Green Florals and Brown Spots

I remember a green floral sofa and a blurry brown spotted carpet.I confuse them as being together at the same time and place, but it's not the case; pictures tell me so.One was in our first home and apartment. The other was in our one and only house. Yet they are...

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Woulda Coulda Shoulda

Woulda Coulda Shoulda

Use your brain, that's why God gave it to you.How many times do I have to repeat myself?Who do you think you are?What did I tell you to do?Why aren't you doing that yet?What's between your ears? Air?You don't ever listen!Here we go again!Do as I say, not as I do.What...

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