poetry Duende: My Father’s Last Breath. {poetry} November 9, 2020 Though generally the word has a modern context of a person’s unspoken charm or passion, and indeed, my father had those qualities, Lorca’s meaning applied to me. Continue Reading
world Seeing Down All Roads: We Are Not Without Hope. November 9, 2020 The tyrant king threatens to consume our revival, but we are not without hope. The victory we tasted cannot be stolen as easily as he wishes. Continue Reading