In 5th grade, I was head over heels in “love” with a boy named Christian. I didn’t know what love…
He gagged at the wretched taste of the obnoxious air, the poisonous vials of chemtech, the lifeline of the city,…
Puppet strings, they dance above …
Follow the beaten road Where flickering street lights line the way There you will find none who dare be around…
Douglas and Jennifer ran from the car to the house that was home to their Nana and Papa. A plump…
The world is dirt Yet I’ve seen the greatest of flowers Spring up from its soil And she was the…