A Long Road to Somewhere
“So at a knockI emptied my cageTo hide in the worldAnd alter with age.”– Robert Frost,…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
“So at a knockI emptied my cageTo hide in the worldAnd alter with age.”– Robert Frost,…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
Over the past year, I have worked on being more grateful. My mindset has tried to…
by Cesar Hernandez
I. The knuckles of the index and middle fingers are called the ram’s head, Bobby Lee…
by Jayson Hawkins
True BlessingsBy Ray Ingram Have you ever had a bad dream, one so bad that it…
by Ray Ingram
A Long Time Coming By Steve McCain The men had survived years of prison together, but…
by Steve McCain
I was standing on my table, leaning forward to brace on the back wall so that…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
If I Could BeBy Will Speer Dedicated to Angie If I could be anything or anywhere…
by William Speer (TX)
I learned abuse at a very young age. Before the age of two, I’d seen my…
by Will Speer
To read Day Seven click here The prisoners stank. The record doesn’t list many details from…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
