Faculty Development Workshop
May 29, 2017Poem by Julia Lisella
When should we run? After we have locked the door?
When should we run? After we have locked the door?
Is this all there is to life? Will I never feel anything grander?
No creature wants such beauty, such attention.
I know now what a smiley face can do, and I exercise it judiciously.
Often, I try to tilt my chin up to look her smack in the eye.
We wanted to make a good impression. Maybe even to launch a conversation.
Off his meds, Daniel went to a bar, got spooked, and lost his temper.