Poverty

Red beast

Red Beast

The adults ogled me over like I was a strange commodity that had appeared in the market for the first time. No, I was not a strange thing that had fallen from heaven.…

waiting-for-him

I Spent All My Years Waiting For Him

I stare at the young man over the counter and he stares back at me. He is a good looking young man with dark smoky eyes and soft looking black beard. His…