Subbing and Sneak Peek

As you may know, I got my teaching credential last year in secondary school History.  This year’s adventure finds me as a substitute teacher.  Actually, today was only my second day of subbing. And they made me sub for a preschool class. On my second day. When I have no idea how to teach in …

Broke(n) Cycle

Sometimes in life, I find myself in a cycle that seems impossible to break.  I’m sure I’m not alone in this, but it can still feel frustrating.  Today’s post is a poem I wrote about one such perplexing cycle. As a side note, today was an excellent day, and thanks to some good friends/acquaintances and …

Eulogy

-Beth Wangler

To the bushy-tailed victim Of a tragic happenstance That occurred upon this morning grim Because of cruel chance: With nimble feet you leapt Across the warm black asphalt, Your fluffy tail the street swept, Your hands stretched out to exalt. No evil thought weighed heavy Upon those shoulders small. A smile was always ready On …

Graphite on Sawdust

Just put pencil to paper– how hard can it be? 0.7 mm #2 graphite against compressed sawdust bleached eggshell, crossed in cerulean and salmon. How hard can it be? Just a tiny bit of force aided by friction. Just tendons and ligaments, muscles and bones. Is that all it takes to make art? Words are …