We Are Young

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Forever Young.”

I tap my phone against my teeth, wondering if the age I am now is the age I could always be. My youngest brother sits beside me at the table, paper spread everywhere and colored markers and pencils for every line he’s marked on the pages. An angel with dark eyes, he is nine and graceful.

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Public Education

“Y’all do know that the average cow poops up to 16 times a day, right?” My pre-cal teacher announces this proudly to the classroom full of blank faces. It’s the third day of school.

Somehow, he expects this tidbit of information to inspire the miracles of learning in the hearts of his math students, and worse yet, it works.

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