Emotions are complicated. I'm going to Michigan to sit shiva with my family tomorrow, but today I want to cry about...
  1. Fetty Wap's missing eye
    Did be have access to high quality healthcare in childhood?
  2. Patrick Phillips's poem "Heaven" on the 3 train
    I mean, obviously. But this morning it was the concept of public poetry that punched me in the gut.
  3. Packing up my classroom
    I'm just moving downstairs. It's not that dramatic.