He’d been getting underground CRISPR treatments for years. Maybe his new friends didn’t suspect, but I knew Elray back in the 90s, when I was in high school and he was pushing 40. He should have been in his late 70s, but with a full head of jet black hair and athletic build, he looked younger than when I hung out with him. Plus he had to be eight inches taller. He was all brilliant white smiles as he walked up to me in his signature black tuxedo, through the crowd of retro-punks and retro-mods.
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The Question
Every poem is about What am I?
Every question is What am I?
The Universe demands to know what it is.
What am I? I am all of this and nothing
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This is my 2007 thesis for Lesley University's Masters of Education in Curriculum Design, focusing in Conflict Resolution and Peaceable Schools:This is a short paper I wrote in response to the standard assignment of finding and writing about sites on the internet:This is a paper I wrote in 2003 before the advent of Obama:Here's an example of how I can take a perfectly good book & ruin it with academic gibberish:This is my 2006 report on the structural violence of institutional racism and poverty that produce an inadequate and unequal public school system in the United States. The case study is of Central High School in Providence, Rhode Island:
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