Please read: Huffington Post.
Please read: Huffington Post.
This illustrated poem was drawn with a Fine Point Sharpie & colored and edited in PhotoShop Elements.
The Great Horn; a broken villanelle A family’s want: to hinder famine’s ash, some water, rice, and perseverance. Ache– the malt in Africa’s poor, sour mash– depletes philanthropists’ conviction, cash. We pray thee God: Aplomb, humility– a family’s creed to…
I had been contemplating caucusing with the Democrats. Tonight. In fact, I was planning on it for a month and had even debated it with my roommate, Ken (he likes the Dems except for one thing: “There are way to…
Regarding the L God knows I’m traveling, man. Don’t tell which train I’m on. God, I’m a traveling man. Can’t tell which train I’m on. Brown Line, Orange Line, Pink Line which one I’m getting on. No tower…