Stories of education in the UK
I’ve never worked in a school with coloured people.
I looked at her wondering why she felt the need to tell us that. The day I submitted my poem, I found out why.
That moment when you submit a piece of work and you’re standing at the teacher’s desk not quite able to read what their thoughts are.
Jan 24, 2019
The stories are where healing lies
It is where the old man who said nothing Becomes the hero of the day
Where the time I choose to leave
Becomes the time I am willing to stay
It is where the cockroaches do not fly Scaring the shit out of me and my wards Where avocados are always in season And everyone will fight for a worthy cause
Dec 27, 2018