I have a confession.So, this one time I was in a restaurant in Haifa, Israel. I have been to plenty of restaurants in Israel, but this was the only time I saw pork on the menu. I am not a huge fan of pork, I ordered it anyway just for the sheer sadistic pleasure. I had...See More »
I Write PoetryIt is only the sound of laughter from the unforgiven. They sing their prayers. Tattered words upon the wind. Forlorn and pent, silent in its admonition. For we the unclean lean ideally against these cages of psychosomatic oppression. Chained to...See More »
