Arrogance exacts a price.Making less of dangerDoes not diminish or deter it.Danger…
I don’t want to be glad to hear that you’re sick.It feels so wrong to think like this,but it gives me a hope which I cannot deny…
The orange buffoon is at it againTweeting and reTweeting.
The blame is for the outsider.It is always the other. It is never us.
You come to me for money — cash that’s yours for the takingand mine for the…
A quiet reflection or a liberating scream?I cannot decide which action will take me back to me,Which one will…