In the Silence
Holy God, I’m feeling very lonely.
You seem so far away; distant,
like a stranger hurrying past, looking at his phone,
unseeing, uncaring, 752 more words
Kind of bummed to wake up and find out that the Kansan fell too far behind in the Iditarod and was withdrawn. He wanted to keep going, but the race marshall would not allow him to because he was 90 miles behind the next team. 744 more words
Story and photos by Jacob Factor, Features Editor
“But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside, And let the fountain of your tears be dry’d,” said Phillis Wheatley in her book “Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral.” 1,062 more words