Monthly Archives: July 2012

Contagion Evil: or, Quiet Anger

Posted on July 20, 2012 by B Gourley

Do you know how evil grows? How it infects, how it flows? I felt it in the Killing Fields, leaking from some wound unhealed. It rears a head, mean and spiteful, morphing into something frightful. Where are you at, you … Continue reading →

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The Beacon: or Happy 236th, America

Posted on July 3, 2012 by B Gourley

You know a man by the whites of his eyes
fear and fraternity will, thus, arise
so don’t doubt the will of those sitting still
awaiting their shot on old Breed’s Hill Continue reading →

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