I haven’t watched the video. Yet I’m haunted by it.
I know that there is nothing especially novel about the savagery inflicted upon James Foley by some hooded spokesman for ISIS. 582 more words
A brute, a forward-thinking lean mass of muscle and movement— unblinking, never stupefied. Straight to the task and
regular. He is a force to be reckoned with and he swallows all of her, like air. 184 more words
let me impart to you, all that i am saying, in one flash of my eyes up to yours, in one solemn word said with eyes looking every place other than at you, in the times when we have sat together, leg against leg, arm against arm, or else been physically planets apart, no closer than some stranger slipping by on the street. 579 more words