She was once the fastest woman ali… and won a gold medal to prove it less than a decade ago. But where does one go from the top of the world?

Someone who steals a car and drives it down a city street at speeds not safe for the highway and kills an innocent person two blocks from her own home

Here’s my pocket poem for the year 2024. Since I’ve written it myself I hope that it won’t be a bore. Three stanzas are all I’ve got

The path of life is never smooth, or direct, or free from detours

As snowflakes drift across the Interstate before me Arctic gusts transform them into bubbling brooks and boiling cauldrons

“Obrigado” is All the Portuguese I know But it is enough. I might never come back here But I’ll sure jump at the chance.

We love and we laugh On this earthly voyage, Circling around the sun For an unknown period of time. The only thing we truly know

Not everyone in Florida is wealth… But there’s no doubt that some of… They stuffed their portfolios with… Because that’s what’s preferred, b… Cash is a cushion that wards off h…

When Donald Trump took over as pr… the United States Constitution we… from the White House’s official w… If there’s a more fitting metaphor somebody tell me what that might b…

This infernal summer grinds on Leaving fires and deaths in its wa… Heat emergencies in many places And August still waiting to bake.

As I was growing up I envied other kids who had what I thought were “normal” middle names: James, Thomas, and