Burning Bridges
My face burns hot as I witness a group of riot police pushing back the protesters near my community college. I see them scream, and cry, begging them for peace and love, but they act as if they cannot hear. … Continued
My face burns hot as I witness a group of riot police pushing back the protesters near my community college. I see them scream, and cry, begging them for peace and love, but they act as if they cannot hear. … Continued