Saturday, November 19, 2016

Wednesday Morning - "Bad taste my mouth"

Wednesday Morning. It left millions reeling, and a week later half of the nation is still processing the results. So much frustration and uncertainty is in the air, and a hopelessness can easily consume people. So, we look to our poets for clarity.

Well said, Mack. And thank you.

"Got my daughter in my arms, and he is not gonna raise her."

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