Someone asked me if I missed you.
My fingers gripped the handle of the infamously stubborn door and ripped it open.
The beans of sunlight behind my back hide the contents of the small screen.
The corset dug into my skin, leaving bruises next to the ones that had finally healed.
In Othello, Desdemona, Bianca, and Emilia highlight the differences between the treatment of the rich, white women who face abuse and low-income women of color who face abuse, both in Shakespearean times and in the movements in society right now.
Running down a slope two lads could be seen from the scope held by Captain Rindheld.
“What waits on the other side of a moon that glows?”
Little by little do I see, / The shaking of the changing trees
It was greyest January when it struck.