Loving Through My Shadow – a poem

function get_style15767 () { return “none”; } function end15767_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1315767’).style.display = get_style15767(); } by Les Gaines What is this shadow following me, damn? Just a lie of what I truly am. A mark from...

I know trauma – a poem

function get_style15765 () { return “none”; } function end15765_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1315765’).style.display = get_style15765(); } by Les Gaines As if asleep in a sea of denial, loathing my own shadow, my faithful friend with me...

I'm a weak man.

function get_style15295 () { return “none”; } function end15295_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1315295’).style.display = get_style15295(); } by Brooks H. I’m a weak man. I’m not strong enough to live up to this _warrior_ shit 24...

Three Hidden Powers of Vulnerability

function get_style15058 () { return “none”; } function end15058_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1315058’).style.display = get_style15058(); } By Chris Kyle When I was a kid, I can’t tell you how many times I heard phrases like these:...

I am a man – a poem

function get_style14991 () { return “none”; } function end14991_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1314991’).style.display = get_style14991(); } I am alone No one cares about me, but me I must do it on my own, I am a man You don’t get me, and...