My mother was fearless. She fed a cub in Yellowstone before “Do NOT Feed the Bears” became park policy.
Marsha Elyn Wright
Author of All Ages
When our prose is clunky or cloudy, writing poetry can keep the mind and imagination percolating. After all, our mantra is Write, Write, Write.
I must have grown up under a rock in Detroit. Diversity didn’t mean much to me until college. In the 60s, I interned in a 2nd grade classroom in Kalamazoo, Michigan.