Taking Pictures with Poor Kids
I am kneeling down beside her. My tattooed forearm is turned towards the camera. Her drawing of my snake tattoo...
I am kneeling down beside her. My tattooed forearm is turned towards the camera. Her drawing of my snake tattoo...
The wall was crumbling. It was cracking and peeling like fiberglass. And, out of the gaps flowed the deepest sadness....
We wage an epic struggle within ourselves each and every day. It is a struggle between our souls and the...
This statistic takes our breath away. It should. This statistic has also spurred many young Americans to take steps to end...
We plowed into a wall of powdered snow and came to a stop. We walked off the distance from the...
She sidles up quietly. She takes my hand. She laces her wrinkled fingers into mine. I raise my shades. She...
I strike the ground. The blade of the spade recoils back. I change my location. I strike the ground. The...
Grab a piece of scrap paper and a pen. On the left-hand-side of your paper draw a doodle of who...
Come along. “Where are we going?” you say. We’re going to where your demons live. You know the place. They...
