Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Sunday, June 28, 2020

Saturday, June 27, 2020

We wondered how someone who burned with an intensity like a thousand suns could possibly die. 

Friday, June 26, 2020

He loved calling everyone "sheeple" as he followed his leader over a cliff into the turgid waters of a pandemic he claimed was invented by the media to scare people. 

Thursday, June 25, 2020

Wednesday, June 24, 2020

A maze of forgotten lies and half-truths left Florence lost to love. 

Tuesday, June 23, 2020

We are both fragile and resilient, like a storm-swept sunflower that bends low only to spring back after the tempest has passed.

Monday, June 22, 2020

Saturday, June 20, 2020

They laughed as we fought for the scraps and blamed each other for the problems they created to keep us penned in. 

Thursday, June 18, 2020

Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

We'd become an Instagram post of a xerox of a photograph of a rough sketch of real-life. 

Sunday, June 14, 2020

Saturday, June 13, 2020

Was real change coming or would the world slip back into stagnation (and once again pretend everything was fine)?

Friday, June 12, 2020

She prayed there would be a road to Damascus moment for their leaders but she didn't hold out much hope for it. 

Thursday, June 11, 2020

They suffered billy clubs and tear gas to bring the truth to light. 

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Monday, June 8, 2020

Saturday, June 6, 2020

He wavered between wishing them dead and praying they'd see the light.

Friday, June 5, 2020

She suspected they considered her a suspect solely based on her complexion (and they did).

Thursday, June 4, 2020

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Man extinguished the light that might have guided him through the desolate night again and again.

Tuesday, June 2, 2020