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A journal by and for teachers. ​We publish writing about the hard, the beautiful, the exhausting, the outrageous, the moving, the maddening, the anything-but-perfect teaching and teacher world. Read us: www.porcupineliterary.com/
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My poem nominated by @porcupinelit.bsky.social#holocaustremembranceday

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It can't be what we're teaching. It could be what we're not teaching. Could be the space, lack air of, cement block walls painted cream. Valerie A. Smith's "Mass" www.porcupineliterary.com/post/_mass

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Valerie A. Smith’s first book of poems, Back to Alabama, is forthcoming from Sundress Publications.

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I wonder what can be done, who is to blame. I get as far as deciding that it is not me, it is not my fellow teachers, and it is certainly not our students. 'The Phone on the Wall' by Francis Strickler www.porcupineliterary.com/post/the-pho...

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The Phone on the Wall

Francis Strickler is a “teacher who writes,” originally from the suburbs of Philadelphia, PA.

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Congratulations to this year's Pushcart nominees!!! Matthew Henry Lisa Buchanan Jon Davis Ankit Ojha Carla Cherry Juliana Gray Good luck!! 🎉

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Witness the roller solar shades sliding up, the windows casting light upon each face. Snow tumbles down, and we point our fingers in sudden, unrehearsed synchronicity. THE INVISIBLE BOW by Matthew Kelsey www.porcupineliterary.com/post/the-inv...

THE INVISIBLE BOW
THE INVISIBLE BOW

By Matthew Kelsey Once the children have found a seat, have zipped or clicked or pulled open their lunch, and a hush falls over the crowd, they’re free to remove their ill-fitting masks. For the nex...

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Witness the roller solar shades sliding up, the windows casting light upon each face. Snow tumbles down, and we point our fingers in sudden, unrehearsed synchronicity. THE INVISIBLE BOW by Matthew Kelsey www.porcupineliterary.com/post/the-inv...

THE INVISIBLE BOW
THE INVISIBLE BOW

By Matthew Kelsey Once the children have found a seat, have zipped or clicked or pulled open their lunch, and a hush falls over the crowd, they’re free to remove their ill-fitting masks. For the nex...

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A journal by and for teachers. ​We publish writing about the hard, the beautiful, the exhausting, the outrageous, the moving, the maddening, the anything-but-perfect teaching and teacher world. Read us: www.porcupineliterary.com/
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