Out of the blue a student asks: “Mrs. Haley, if you could have one magic power, what would it be?” Other students look up from their writing to listen. I think of suffering of strife of festering scars and stripes visible and invisible. Broken bodies hearts psyches. The children watch and wait. What power would … Continue reading September 11
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