Awful Math The commotion surrounding the awful math grew to a hollering, and soon Jenny pitched in an extra twenty dollars saying, “I’ll just give more, that’s all.” But that wasn’t all, and once we were in the car, she was off on a steady pace about which one of my moron friends was going [...]
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Syracuse Light: Poem by Sarah C. Harwell
April 26, 2009 – 8:58 am
After a Caravaggio Painting We live in a city of weeping houses, dogs howl, cats are skinny, paint peels, times are hard. Our souls reside in the dollar store, we work and borrow monthly to pay our debt. What do we owe? Gamblers continue to gamble even after the light shines on [...]
