Violence Isn’t Traditional
Sometimes we taught them silence to let the secrets stay upon their lips Sometimes we taught them to look away
Tag: Writing
Train Whistle Speaks
The midnight train whistle bellows in the distance. Edward’s hand is placed over his chest and if he lay
To My Son On My Graduation Day
To my son: Today is a big day my boy and I don’t think you understand just how big of
Reclaim the Warrior 