I hear the children playing in the summer heat, families cooking in the kitchen, and water cooling the thirsty plants of the earth. The purest expressions of life, yet in this same space silence, outrage, and hatred flow freely. Domestic terrorist protected under the same…

In Memorium Virginia Carraway Stark When you walk beside me I feel you take my hand You are lilac scented air You are sun warmed skin You are the pleasant breeze You are the sudden smile You are the tear in my eye You are…