This Incite Blog entry will take a different turn today. I'm working on a description of the “logic” of anger. It follows here:He remembered the very first time he rode a train, the unobstructed views of skies and clouds for hundreds of miles, the...
I offer this poem for all those who are mourning the loss of the companionship of loved ones. Take heart: They have escaped this world.n Memoriam:A Saint PassesPassing:Like a little bird breakingFrom small confinesInto limitless light, shimmering sun;Breathless, wings...
