Here we go casting on the windsfits of ego dinetiny understanding in the hazea maze of words astoundfalling on the mind heavyWords of power persuadeexpletives of faithlinger in my thoughtspursuing me in my inner sanctumconjuring truth, I askWith halted...

The page has turned as it was in flames while Terry allowed such a chapter in her life to be consumed by her cleansing flames of self determination.     After abandoning the traffic median, her "island," she never once...

     "Whore! Wouldn't wanna be you!" A hoarse voice slurred from the open window of a car idling at the intersection of Union st. and West Columbus Ave.         The "whore" in question stood as emotionless...