Tar and Feathers
The bird in her cage does not know what it is like to fly along the wind currents like a mighty force of nature. I. The bird has lost her...
Galaxy
Someday, I want to count how many stars are in the sky. I want to hear the stories from the constellations themselves, And I want to...
Escapade
Picture yourself in a boat on a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies I grasp Izzy’s hand too tightly as Beatles music...