This poem has been my touchstone since I first heard Mr. Griffith read it in Grade 11 English class. I could never share with anyone how muc...

I have a horrible confession to make. I liked English class. I liked it so much I had to hide it. I never said anything, never con...

(Author's note. I'll be damned if I remember writing this, but it has to be mine because I can't find it anywhere else...

I have a horrible confession to make. I liked English class. I liked it so much I had to hide it. I never said anything, never contribut...

As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, T...