Remember Goliad
The wind is subtle. I imagine her whisper as I stand alone in Goliad Plaza. I remember the press of her hand against my chest after we danced. We trusted each other... Read more.
Sutherland Springs, 2017
An American steps into Church with a gunBullet meets bone blood flowsfirecrackers heard down a country roadRed, White, and Blue lights sirens, Stars and StripesOh,... Read more.