“Lather was thirty years old today.They took away all of his toys.His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,About his old friends who’d stopped being boys.”
The year is coming to a close. Have you made the most of it? Most likely not. We are all still living through…
“The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here…
March 2019
“For a machine to be deemed…