by Ophelia Knight In America the pledge of allegiance is godly no man who serves his country will have benefits for life they are fleeting every politician has sacrificed a life written random names of innocent bystanders on stinky notes come back to the scene of the crime and shrugged over dead bodies informed their guard…
by Cassie Premo Steele, Ph.D. My earliest writing was done near a window. During my childhood in Minnesota, it was often too snowy to go outside, but my second-floor bedroom window was near a tree, and I sat by that tree like some devotees sit near their guru. As a…
