Seeing Red

Red, my anger.Red, the three stripes of the enemy. Red, Republican red.Red, the color of financial ruin.The red army, waiting around the corner-Pharisees wringing handsdrunk on entrapment. Did I say something wrong?Did I dare offend the malformed consciences?The diseased minds of the do-good pavers–those who raise hell just to make the path to it smoother?DidContinue reading “Seeing Red”