We Are Teachers, We Are Mothers

A poem of more tragedy

Photo by Margaret Weir on Unsplash

this morning my friend (also a teacher) texts
i should not have to choose between protecting another mother’s child
and making my child mother-less

after art club, i drive my child to buy craft stuff — duct tape, acrylics, brushes and miniature trees — end of year project
he finds a set of three…