“Jermaine,” Ms. Willard said, as she took the seat beside me. The other students elbowed each other on the way out the classroom. Looking me in the eyes, Ms. Willard asked, “Why don’t you speak the way you write?” I stayed up for nights on end… I tilted my head to the side. At theContinue reading “Speak the Way You Write, She Said”
The Reeders Block 