I am undone by I.The I of ideologythat pits itself against the other.Believing it is betterMore white right
maybe there is life for us after death maybe our final breath is just that…
We Who Remain
On the day of God with us, she left. The idling engine betrayed her silent…
Fed By the Hope of Today
Awakened by grief. The sun yet to break. Lying in darkness. Trailers appear.
How do I reconcile In my mind In my heart What I witnessed last night?…