by Lisa Inserrainspired by Kara Funcheon's mini-lesson
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We are an affiliate with the National Writing Project and a partner with the University of South Florida.
Please address correspondence to co-directors, Dr. Michael B. Sherry, mbsherry@usf.edu, and Mari Aviles, aviles2375@gmail.com
The Color of Pink
by Katharine Werthwineinspired by Samantha Beatty’s demo-lesson Pink is made of jellybeans and strawberry ice creamOf sugar and spice, and everything niceOf jam-stains on aprons and sticky popsicles sticks Caught in the warm summer breezeOf steady hands with…
Midsummer Day Dreams
by Mieke Valkinspired by the Goat Rodeo Allstars TRAPPED. Safe, but TRAPPED. Safe, in the house, at work, away from people, but still TRAPPED. So I Midsummer Day dream from safety, aching to go, but knowing I must stay. It’s…
Innocence
by Karen Holbrookinspired by Gabriela Salazar’s demo-lesson It was my first-year teaching, my heart was bursting with love for my kindergarten students. The year went by so quickly, in February we were preparing for some guest speakers from the Administration…
Blowing Rocks Preserve
by Katharine Werthwineinspired by Joy Austin’s mini-lesson It is so bright here — the dominion of the sun. The light (it pulses) streaks across the sky, across the sea. (Sea sky and sky sea)I have climbed my way into a sea-hewed hollow. From…
Tell Me About the Flowers
by Lisa Inserrainspired by Kara Funcheon's mini-lesson
Moonlit Memory
by Gabriela Salazarinspired by TBAWP’s 2020 freewrite When the moon was outYou were carefreeYou took my hand,Spinning me aroundPulling me closeSlow dancingIn the dark, half-empty parking lotYou didn’t care about your friends watching,Just about keeping us on beatTo the silent…
Whispering Pines
by Julia Genkingerinspired by Mike Sherry’s demo-lesson After years of watching this particular placeFinding a home in a place so wideThe day finally arrivedMy last August 1st had been on my mindSince the day I turned five. The familiar humid…
Koi no yokan
by Gabriela Salazarinspired by TBAWP’s 2020 freewrite As soon as I laid eyes on his- I knewJust as the sun would rise tomorrow, He would be mine He’s the ocean His waves pulling me in deeper and deeper A perilous paradise I am lost…
Marcos Who…
by Mari Avilesa humble imitation of Sandra Cisneros’s “Abuelito Who” Marcos who plays notes into silenceand asks who hears him. Who is a melody and a bass linewho is a six-stringtwelve-stringa bass.Whose fingers are made of magicis too broken to play Who…
