She woke in a darkened room with only moonlight streaming in from a window, high up. It was deadly quiet. And cold. Jasmine had no idea where she…
what story can I tell?whose ego can I stroke?I need a headline to definewhat pocket do I line?people read whattriggers resolution…
From far away I hear the news
and try not to despair.
Demons on high horses doBattle with forbearance asHumility runs out of patience,Wounding arrogance with aFatal blow to the kahunas…