So what if he was old enough to slough her off? The night of her news he made an exception—
Sleep, shelter me. Shuffle me back into the deck where I belong—
Where will you go, little vagabond, anonymous familiar,
Ah, these nights of January when I sit recreating our moments in my mind and I meet you
The arguments about whether affirmative action has run its course, has accomplished its purposes, or now constitutes an enshrined system of discrimination against white people contain so little historical perspective that they are...
