Perched on a foreign outpost,Above the world’s unplanned commands,I’m anxiously looking acrossFor somewhere safe to land. Whether it be the East’s desert sand,Or the turbulent strandsOf the West’s Rio Grande – Wherever I land,Will they ever understand? Do I need an identifying ankle band?Is the law of the landCorrupt contraband,Or cash in hand? Editor: Erynn ...

And this is how it starts.   You are reading a page I once wrote  about a paper game (of consequences) in which my friend met god on the couch of eternity— and he turned to her and said    Hey you wanna get out of here and see the world? before leaning back and ...

I tell you these things so you can understand what I am experiencing now. I am awaiting my turn to be seen by our newest crown king. My mother and father are dead, have been for a year. It was such a lovely birthday present, walking into the palace to find the murdered bodies of ...

Choices have consequences; that was the lesson I learned the hard way. It did not seem to matter that my choices are the right ones for me. What mattered was that I was supposedly betraying my family and our planet with my choices. Was it that bad? I wish I could answer that question, but ...