Too much is occurring in our sheltered society hell-bent on tearing and leaving us in pieces. While the blood soaks through the dirt, evident like the smell of rage and gunpowder. “He’s the enemy!,” one cries as the mob of flesh-hungry beasts eat at one another. Ripping fragile veins and tearing through skin until only ...

“Damn it, you piece of crap!” Exasperated, Katie banged on the dashboard as the car rolled to a stop alongside the highway. “I should have known that piece of shit would sell me a piece of shit.” She was referring to her ex-boyfriend, who sold her the clunker. It was the third time this week ...