The new kid My first fulll day Of my new persona One road never again To be walked upon One… Read more This one’s About September 12, 1971
The Living pay their respects to the deceased. We were all at Uncle Albert’s funeral. Each friend, relative, and acquaintance,… Read more We’re So Sorry Uncle Albert
Infants murdered through freedom of choice Deaths of children make Moloch rejoice.
Over the course of the past quite a few years, whenever I want to go grocery shopping, I make sure… Read more Hep Yogurt
I Wonder what would happen if I drove someplace and the road Simply disappeared in front of me If my… Read more Profound Change