. . .was not supposed to mean “let the children suffer.” What is it about these men Hell-bent on winning souls— Or football games? When Do they start becoming blind, Deaf, derelict and craven: Transfixed by what they find? Our…
. . .was not supposed to mean “let the children suffer.” What is it about these men Hell-bent on winning souls— Or football games? When Do they start becoming blind, Deaf, derelict and craven: Transfixed by what they find? Our…
When I look up, I meet the eyes Of the one who is before me: My child, my spouse, my neighbor, My client, my colleague, my friend. I read what is unsaid. I guess at what a frown Might signify.…