A think piece for those who believe we are not guided by our government. And the fear we should have for how quietly we obey.

Builders Tea is a strong tea that the working class drinks.

A poem about a few girls on the corners.

This poem is written from the point of view of many people, as well as myself, highlighting the ongoing struggle to make it through poverty, but more importantly, to make end’s meet in a weakened economy.

A short poem.

The American working class, the true back-bone of America.

Talking about American’s working or not working and what drives them to do so.

Poem reflecting impact of the credit crunch on Rio de Janeiro working class, inspired by a photo.

A conversation with a pleasant, hardworking janitor inspires a reflection on some of the working conditions endured through the power of love and the absence of greed.

The relationship of life to smoking.