Tire my restless mind Impede it, to unwind Shame, the abhorrent beast His presence resists to cease Prey, I am hunted Chased, oppressed, confronted Eluding truths long beheld Only to which I am...
Winsome as he seems Confidence he beams Hollowed out, a desert drought The charm is in his dreams Shattered behind the light Cloaked in the moon’s night He’ll masquerade, and promenade ...
Poetry to ponder
Labor unions have flexed their muscles in the American workforce for over one hundred years. Why is it then, in recent years, their stronghold has weakened?
In a society that demands the adaptation to technological advances, it behooves schools to embrace the adolescent's addiciton to smart phones and utilize this to their advantage.