These poems were written for our 10th grade English class (Ella this year, Matea last). It’s a bit of an odd assignment to ask a class of TCK’s to write a poem about where they’re from, but it was also good, because it asked us to name objects and phrases that shaped us, instead ofContinue reading “Where I’m From”
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Act justly. Love mercy. Walk humbly.
(this was written by both of us) Black lives matter. They always have. They always will. I wish that I could write a poem, something deep and profound that makes people long for change and justice. But as I’m sitting here now, I’m speechless over the brokenness of my country and the pain of myContinue reading “Act justly. Love mercy. Walk humbly.”
Uncertain
Uncertainty is hard for me. I’m the type of person who likes to know what to expect, and I want to have a plan to stick to. As MKs, that’s a real bummer, because we experience a lot of uncertainty. Throughout our whole lives we deal with spur-of-the-moment goodbyes, sudden moves, and unpredictable violence, sickness,Continue reading “Uncertain”
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