Memories... Are like keys.. They open doors And trip up floors where good & bad coalesce.. Then evanesce. They take you on stairways to heaven. Or train rides thru dark places With strange and familiar faces; Like riding on a mile high wave So High! You've got to be brave! Or crazy! Brought on by … Continue reading Memories
Assassinated Is the hope for amicability; This lack of stability Yields by any means necessary! Breeding Revolutionary! Are you Ready? I Am! Yes I Am.. Like Freddy!
Everyone's 'holding their space' While complaining about race; The competition's status is 'Feeling privileged' While we're running in place. I think THAT'S a shame.