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May 20, 2019

"Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable."

~From "Evidence" by Mary Oliver

If you ever decided not to take a class on the theories of language acquisition because you thought it would be dry and boring, you missed out.

Yes, it's a very individual thing, but let me explain.

My theory class as part of the TESOL program exp...

April 29, 2018

Long ago, I was wounded. I lived

to revenge myself

against my father, not

for what he was—

for what I was: from the beginning of time,

in childhood, I thought

that pain meant

I was not loved.

it meant I loved.

(Photo: Wil Williams)

February 7, 2018

"Interior with View of the Ocean" by Richard Diebenkorn

The painting that inspired the story is the property of The Phillips Collection.

http://www.phillipscollection.org

Story published by Inversion Magazine, Summer 2005

At first, he hardly ever thought about leaving home. Working out of the apartment he shared with his wife, Hel...

February 7, 2018

Open Window by Pierre Bonnard

The painting that inspired the story is the property of The Phillips Collection.

http://www.phillipscollection.org

Story published by Grain Magazine, Winter 2018

Sonia Bonnefoi didn’t dream anymore. She slept too lightly to dream in that house. Wood floors gave way to creaking and scraping from the sl...

December 27, 2017

The William Faulkner – William Wisdom Creative Writing Competition is one of America's leading literary contests and has been presenting awards in fiction, nonfiction and poetry since 1993. Sponsored by the Pirate’s Alley Faulkner Society of New Orleans, this literary accolade is given to previously unpublished work and past a...

May 29, 2017

When I told him the inside of his knee was a sacred place, a beautiful thing, he scoffed at me.

It’s just a knee, he said.

Had he see the pictures?

The same pictures the orthopedic surgeon showed me in the waiting room in early morning after it was over,

smiling at the results of his artist’s hands,

the delicate reshaping...

May 19, 2017

IV.

The cell's honeycomb fragile as that of wasps,

              Which hangs down midday under a branch of

Fresh laurel; Yes, only at home on this earth--

               And as such makes as best it can its place in it;

And love, as it does, the things of the flesh.

Fr...

March 29, 2017

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, 

Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. 

And the eyes of those two Indian ponies 

Darken with kindness. 

They have come gladly out of the willows 

To welcome my friend and me. 

We step over the barbed wire into the pasture 

Where they have been grazing all day, alone. 

They ripple tens...

February 26, 2017

February 23, 2015 | by Marjorie Robertson

In 1977 when I was eleven years old, I began studying French in an immersion program in the Milwaukee Public Schools. By that time, the school system already had a long-standing reputation for being progressive with integration, busing, a variety of specialty schools and now, foreign la...

February 9, 2017

In Monterey Park, a predominately Chinese city in L.A. County, there is a diner. It is similar to a diner in my old Milwaukee neighborhood---the people coming and going, the popularity of its low-cost lunch and breakfast items, the college students, families and solo elderly people who populate the place.

The enthusiastic...

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