POETRY: “ In case you aren’t alive to see our wedding day.” By Penda Smith When it rains, crying waterfall style, is God sad? “I was born by the...
Poetry: I Blame Oceans By Penda Smith And no, I shall not blame you, Instead, I will blame the way rain falls. Fleecy...
Purge By Penda Smith We all sit Indian style, lethargically, with eyes glued on TV, We watching The Purge. In...