“Have you ever heard / of an American prisoner / Hollerin’ out / for peace…”
I suppressed the urge to twerk all the way to my seat. Volume up, the bass thumping. Professedly, I did bust a move or two (or three), although, looking around, I seemed to be one of only a few audience members in The Public’s Martinson
What if we radically embrace the notion that God is Change?
“if you’re happy and you know it, shut up and stop taking up space”
As a relative newcomer to the City, my Prelude 2014 experience lacked just that: a prelude, or much context at all, for that matter. And for that, I am grateful. In place of expectation, lay openness. In the absence of prior knowledge, the