Today we discussed the possibilities of an SGA with no limits on power. All of their tiny squirrel hearts beating a passion as they plan...

Year thirty of my imprisonment and I am still no closer to escape. The voices of the children bleed together like a chorus of crickets,...

The children are revolting. Or they would be if given the chance. Today we wrote our own "Declaration of Independence" and I believe...

I am tethered to the wind and so I have no will of my own. It is not freedom. As part of my listless and purposeless wandering I entered...

Students sprang into seats like so many mushrooms after a rain. They had been scanned and searched and so the constant fear I live with...

And once again the guillotine blade was poised to fall, made dull by each preceding year until it was no more dangerous than a letter...