(2015)
Can you hear them? They’re calling out to you. A trillion voices, all lifted up, Their song in discord, A melancholy plea.
Neo Powers stood resolute in the shelter holding area. There were at least two dozen cages stacked against the wall. Each held one of the strays animal control had rounded up during the...
We grow up loving every creature p… But somehow through the time we fi… Many may find it rather fine, to c… We don’t see first hand what’s at… From slaughterhouses nationwide, t…
I was silent because I believed it was right believed it made me righteous and showed that I was good. I was silent
Right to free speech Right to bear arms Right to vote What about the right to be loved? The right to feel love
My name is Cassidy Aarons and I live at 793 Willard Avenue, apartment number thirty-three. I am twenty-seven years of age, Caucasian, and completed a Master’s degree at Columbia Univers...
For decades you’ve used our bodies… Poking, prodding, cutting, and kil… Forcing us to be your experimental… Scraping, shocking, drugging, and… Locking us up in meager dwellings
Soft and warm as you snuggled clos… I could tell you every thought, Or I could just nuzzle your preci… Unconditional love, is what you ta… Friends come in all shapes and siz…
I remember the day like it was yes… Going to the pet store, optimistic… And then I found you... I knew right away that you were sp… I knew right away that you and I…
My love is a lamp filled with ligh… that burns through the night. Even when the rain falls, It can’t get through these walls. It’s a flame that is strong,
It’s often overlooked a lot Victim’s not sharing what they’ve… Denial is a common plot When help may be their only shot If you’re able to understand
Bitter Boston snow covered the ground near Lewis hall, right across from the campus church. Gloved hands hung to the sides of the bodies they belonged to, so close, so craving the warmt...
It’s a steady sound, despite my grief, it continues to pound, fluttering and brief, but oh so very strong,
Claritin, Advil, anesthesia… All things designed with one purpo… to block pain.
My angel from the wild, I will always miss you. My sweet and precious child, we lived together, and grew. You are the best thing,