The salty sweat from their brown skin that...
Their calloused hands are now damaged beyond...
When you least expect it
Think wrongs are forgotten...
Egypt,
This was neither abortion nor...
He flies
his tattered kite...
Everyday,
I wake up to the screams of this world...
I cease to exist.. I am a mother now
I put myself last, I am easy to resist.. I am a...
The world outside is inaccessible to her-
index cards plastered onto skin with...
But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...
She didn't bother
with clutching a sign...
How disconnected are
we all from each other...
So confused by hatred preaching hatred, why
can we not love our brothers and sisters with...
It's painful when they are gone, a poem
As I sat in my garage along came our friend Tom...