Pain unites across every category of difference, including age. We have teenagers to eighty-somethings there. Pain doesn't discriminate; everyone is truly equal. Pain reminds us of our frailties, and that everyone will suffer them if they grow old enough. We have such interesting conversations, nearly all about the different places that hurt. There is no... Continue Reading →
Finding Common Ground, Saving a Nation
The Silver Comet Trail in Georgia We are divided. I think that we can still rise, And find common ground. Written for the Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #413: Divide and Rise.
