Dear Friend of my Heart, I saw a middle-aged man sit beside a sapling and speak to it of everything… Read more When I Grow up
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This fixation with this body and this identity might give me (as an embodied located self) systemic answers as to… Read more The “Soul” of a Disenchanted Consumer of Education
I’ve been told time and again First in school, that it was wrong To not put direct speech in quotes… Read more Direct Speech Act