First blog post
August 14, 2017
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Triptych
June 16, 2019
By Charles Rafferty 1. Children Could Become Maniacs (Columbine) That’s what I learned from the radio as my daughter drank her bottle. 2. Question (Sandy Hook) What kind of gun laws would we have if 26 senators died crouching in their offices while the sunlight was dazzling the pens upon their desks? 3. Why You Died on a … More Triptych
I am an armed teacher.
June 6, 2019
By John Roche I am an armed teacher. Armed with knowledge. Armed with experience. Armed with expertise. Armed with compassion. Armed with passion. Armed with innovation. Armed with creativity. Armed with professionalism. Armed with curiosity. Armed with collaborative spirit. Armed with encouragement. Armed with responsiveness. Armed with resourcefulness. Armed with academic rigor. Armed with leadership. … More I am an armed teacher.
Our Park Our Land
October 25, 2018
By Albert Lee we are angry … More Our Park Our Land
Montpelier, VT Event in November 2018
October 24, 2018
When: Friday, November 2, 2018 at 7:30pm Where: Unitarian Church, 130 Main Street, Montpelier, VT 05602 Poets Major Jackson, Brian Clements, Matthew Olzmann, and Kerrin McCadden, along with survivor and GunSense VT Executive Director Clai Lasher-Sommers, Sandy Hook Elementary School teacher Abbey Clements, and a representative of Moms Demand Action will read their work and selections from the anthology Bullets Into Bells: Poets … More Montpelier, VT Event in November 2018
Healing Violence Through Activism
September 11, 2018
By Lizbeth Hartz I shared the shock and pain of people violated by mass murder when thousands gathered together to grieve and protest on that spring day at the March for Our Lives Rally in Washington, D.C. High school student Emma Gonzales triggered tears among the massive crowd in her unwanted, newfound role as anti-gun … More Healing Violence Through Activism
Paperweight
August 13, 2018
By Leah Brennan I hold it in my hand like a baseball— the glass apple paperweight inscribed with my name. I am trained to scan for objects, to weaponize the room, to lock the door from the outside, dismantle the workspace, reassign it to the front line, a hedge of student-chairs, impossibly small desks attached … More Paperweight
Don’t Be Anonymous, Son
July 27, 2018
By Hakim Bellamy Son, if you came up missing your hood would not be able to find you. Unable to pick you out in a crowd, or a police lineup. If you made it that far. If they even came looking at all. Don’t be anonymous, child. Make sure you stick out like a … More Don’t Be Anonymous, Son
Stage Production
July 24, 2018
By Anna Leigh Knowles Years after the shooting, the local high schools decided to merge our theaters together for a musical. Columbine wanted to rebuild its reputation. I stayed in the background, sang in the choir. After a late rehearsal, one of the Columbine boys gave a small group of the cast a tour of … More Stage Production
Hiding You Under Me
July 17, 2018
By Eloísa Peréz-Lozano I want to shrink you down, tuck you between my breasts and rib cage, settle you into the valleys between bones, held in place by my supple underness, never explored. I want to protect you from madmen in schools, concerts, and churches angry at the cards they were dealt that they didn’t … More Hiding You Under Me
A Gun Is Not A Father Or A Husband Or A Saint
July 13, 2018
By Crystal Ignatowski My father has a gun. I don’t know where it is. It must be somewhere. Maybe in his dresser drawer. Maybe underneath his bed. We don’t speak of it. The gun is not meant to kill. We don’t believe in that. I repeat, We don’t believe in that. Outside, frost butters … More A Gun Is Not A Father Or A Husband Or A Saint
