Whitewashed

Take me back to a time 

not that long ago

when honoring diversity 

and embracing the whole child

was a thing.

When we passed a megaphone, 

showering our truths in safe spaces 

with finger snaps

and fist bumps.


Take me back to a time

before we were muzzled, 

not by our masks, 

but by a movement 

to silence

the humanity in the room.


Inspired by “Note to the Universe” by Kai Dotlich.


Writing to share feels exceptionally daunting this year, as I’m sure it does for many others. Inspiration is hard to come by. Frustration and anger pulse through my veins more often than I’d like to admit. Today’s poem is a longing for a time when teachers were viewed as advocates who celebrated youth and amplified their voices, not as destructive forces with the intent to do harm.

Thanks to a close teacher friend who provided inspiration to write this week. She gifted me A Field Guide to the Heart by Georgia Heard & Rebecca Kai Dotlich, a book of poems with spaces to reflect.

8 thoughts on “Whitewashed

  1. I am not super fond of writing either. Well I like it, but it doesn’t come easy for me. I get down too, sometimes, with the state of affairs, and I sure am looking for inspiration from this group to stay positive-minded. 🙂

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  2. I love your poem. Thanks for sharing. I gifted that book to myself, and I am hoping to find inspiration for my writing and nourishment for my soul. Looking forward to reading more of your slices.

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  3. Wow, what a poem. This weighs heavy on my heart, so powerful. “When we passed a megaphone, / showering our truths in safe spaces / with finger snaps /and fist bumps” provided such great imagery. Thank you for sharing and go you!

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  4. I miss that time, too. It makes me want to invite students to stand on chairs again and speak their truths. Set the time machine to the present, please, and bring a bag full of souvenirs.

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  5. Raw and real, like many of our emotions. It is much harder to write (and read) this year because of this baggage, but I thank you for putting these thoughts on paper and documenting this moment in time.

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