Alt-Dimension Exodus
The manna rained from the sky and ate us. It poured on the smoke after our burning and it dusted […]
The manna rained from the sky and ate us. It poured on the smoke after our burning and it dusted […]
Love and lively before the Monday that begins fall. The dim look of the sun at dusk. If the time
This is a rhyming poem I don’t know how to rhyme So this will take some time I still don’t
Hum the Christmas carols you hope you hate. She pours tea straight from the pot, bubbling and boiling like witch’s
Inspired by the story of Wanda Diaz-Merced, a blind astrophysicist who overcame the barriers of sight to study the stars
The first day I realized my father was a brave man, was his first day as well. I watched his