Derek Davidson
Snapshot of Minneapolis
trying to make sense of this crazy intersection of race and justice and safety and parenting and teaching.
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Derek Davidson
May 8, 20203 min read
Simple Wrong
There is a major difference between being not bad and being good.
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Derek Davidson
Apr 28, 20202 min read
The Skid
Today is not a Monday or Tuesday. It is only Today. Tomorrow and yesterday share its Today-ness.
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Derek Davidson
Mar 30, 20203 min read
Lessons that won't get taught.
If the relationships don’t persist, did the teachers only care because they were paid to?
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Derek Davidson
Mar 30, 20204 min read
Diego
What I’ll never be okay with is an arbitrary 50 minute cage around the learning in my room.
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Derek Davidson
Mar 5, 20203 min read
Joy
Now the pile of non-related shittiness is sort of throbbing at me, begging to be aggregated.
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Derek Davidson
Feb 28, 20206 min read
LaToya
Between the years of 2007 and 2016 my car had the word “Bitch” keyed into the hood. I left it there as a reminder.
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Derek Davidson
Feb 25, 20205 min read
Invisible Gifts
It’s not an oxymoron: an Uneducated Gifted Kid.
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Derek Davidson
Feb 11, 202011 min read
Texas vs. Minnesota
Texas will always be my heart’s home. But my body lives in Minneapolis.
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Derek Davidson
Feb 5, 20204 min read
Sisyphus
Drowning was elegant—everything was the same except now you’re dead.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 27, 20204 min read
Mr. Huey
Mr. Huey was not cool, not even a little bit.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 22, 20205 min read
Ill Humor and Medication
When a dysthymic person has a bout of major depression, it's called double depression. I don’t have any single depression to compare it to.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 21, 20205 min read
"Why don't you drink?"
I cannot stop eating gas station food, despite it being, you know, gas station food.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 15, 202010 min read
Wren
I would wake up looking a total mess, something like Encino Man, unable to find my clothes, languid and gawking at her.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 8, 202021 min read
That Email I sent Kendle
Blonde hair, wavy, put up in a messy bun. Her jeans had a hole in the knee, and she was wearing an oversized camouflage jacket. It was 1997.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 8, 20204 min read
The Cow
Linda stepped out of the car, bewildered, and began walking back to see what they hit. She thought it was a moose.
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Derek Davidson
Jan 8, 20205 min read
Magda
She was short. And compact. Like a rock climber or something, and I’m sure she climbed rocks sometimes.
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