Eyes Forward Morning is tired and sagging, waiting for noon. In fifteen minutes, it will rest until tomorrow. In fifteen minutes, a fresh batch of faces will stir in the school’s cafeteria where the aroma of pepperoni pizza seeps in... Continue Reading →
Lunch Proposal Humility is limp, impotent as blanks in a musket when she shoots to her seven year old feet. Her sky faded eyes are softer than candlelight, but there is no timidity in her Mars colored cheeks. She abandons... Continue Reading →
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