I Keep Hitting The Escape Button But

The Plague Of Racism Is Insidious, Entering Into Our Minds As Smoothly And Quietly And Invisibly As Floating Airborne Microbes Enter Into Our Bodies To Find Lifelong Purchase In Our Bloodstreams.

The Best Candy Shop A Child Can Be Left Alone In, Is The Library

We Delight In The Beauty Of The Butterfly, But Rarely Admit The Changes It Has Gone Through To Achieve That Beauty.

The Need For Change Bulldozed A Road Down The Center Of My Mind.

Prejudice Is A Burden That Confuses The Past, Threatens The Future And Renders The Present Inaccessible.