He’s a forgotten man, in tattered clothes, searching for his home. High piles of trash line the road he walks.…
Hither fly your arrows of hatred. Thither rain your spears of ignorance. But no sigh of pain escapes my lips…
Written by Jasim Malik, MYM Contributor Being informed of my upcoming dentist appointment brought numerous, rather unpleasant memories back to…
March 18, 2012 The noise of the fighting on the other side of the border has started up again, more…
Of the symptoms associated with heartache is a frantic change in emotion. I am half way through the pangs of…
Numbness overcomes me once I finally see That I beg for a savior, but it is in vain that I…
January 7th, 4:13 a.m. “What was she saying?” Stumbling and mumbling in the dark, he searched for the door in…
It was fifteen minutes to midnight and sleep was the last thing on my mind. I lazily scrolled through the…