by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
Philandering Preachers and Politicians By John Garmon Any human being is in this world once and only To pass along their take on their moral compass Having helped to raise money for politicians Preachers stand behind shaky pulpits in awe The pope sneaks out some nights and disappears Into a…