March Rebellion by Amy W. Raina

I awoke this morning stiff and sore at the sight of winter’s black, littered sidewalks. It’s in the low 30’s, the snow is melting and spring is just toying with us. The clocks are shooting bullets and minutes and seconds into our daylight hours and when I awake...

Artistic Rebellion

Julia is fourteen years old and the youngest member of my Thursday morning art class.   When I first started, I thought it was odd that she wasn’t in school. But then I learned that she went to an alternative school that allowed her to spend more time developing her...

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