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what was it ‘bout that sharecroppin’ boy usin’ a  guitar as a toy? bendin’ and stretchin’ each emotion drenched note, sing...

i am not spock. time? the 23 rd century… the place? the hearts and minds of every trekkie who ever dared raise an eyeb...

from the cotton field to wrigley field, a tremendous hardship that would ultimately yield an icon. stuffing  those bol...

can I get a witness?! hyperbole for all to see, dangling participles to set staunch minds free, his legend metamorphosed...

  Franklin studied his face, in the restroom mirror, and managed a quick smile. It was fake. He was checking to see if there was any ...

Stephan sniffed and rubbed the snot away from his nose, with a dirty shirt sleeve. He’d been wearing the same shirt for ten days. The...

"Danny, don't go in there." The sound of Russell's voice was low and hesitant. He had heard the stories about t...

It was a typical Friday evening. Joshua had polished off a few beers at the local bar and was ready to head home. He looked at hi...

if you thought the dream was alive and well, wake up. the death knell tolls to usher in the living hell which has engulf...

What’s happening in Ferguson isn’t new. If you’re black and living in this land of the free called America, you’ve been programmed to ac...