To make sense of the suffering…brucepresslerJan 131 min readFlames lick at the sky,Ashes drift on restless winds,Despair's bitter breath.Fire’s fierce embrace roars,City lights dimmed by the blaze,Hope in shadows glows.Through smoke, light will break,Hearts unite in strength and hope,New life will emerge.
A Bedroom Window: MidtownBedroom window Birds try to sing— Swallowed by The clash outside: Engines roaring Horns shouting Sirens slicing air Dogs barking Leaves...
The Democratic Party and MeFor as long as I can remember, I considered myself a Democrat. It wasn’t just a political label, it was a family tradition, passed down...
THE DISAPPEAREDMasked figures Casual attire Unmarked ride Pushed him down To the asphalt Zip tied wrists Loaded in the van without a sign Vanished away...