Why We Go Hiking
A Poem Written on Father’s Day They humor me, I suppose. My family I mean. When I drag them out into the woods for a...
Category: Shawn
Things I have written; basically, my general category.
Finish It
Yesterday, I made a list of the projects that I have lined up for the summer. The list has 10 items. Build a shed. Clean...
Wasted Years
Over the past month of writing, one theme I’ve uncharacteristically returned to again and again is the honest examination of my difficult relationships. I wrote...
Unit Planning Flowchart
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Things to Try in 2018-2019
‘Remember, strategies are not rules; they’re paths. There are probably multiple paths to the same destination. Things I’d like to try this year: Diction Dead...
Vignettes from a Morning Hike
Beech Tree by a Stream The shape of a living thing is defined by what it clings to to survive. Living things grab ahold; they...
Beech Tree by a Stream
On Leaving Home
“I returned to my childhood home only to realize it wasn’t my home I was searching for.” -unknown I grew up in a little town...
A Letter to My Father, which I likely won’t send, on the day after Father’s Day, 2018
Dear Dad, Yesterday was Father’s Day; sorry we couldn’t make it up for the cookout. I thought writing you a letter might assuage a...
Limping Away from the Promised Land
I don’t speak a word of Arabic. I don’t need to. Anyone hearing this mother, no matter their native tongue, would understand the panic and...