I’ve never lived in Dublin,
there is no desk that’s mine,
but Google has an app for that—
the job is all online.
I’ve never been in the office,
I’ve never met the boss.
The email still gets through to me,
the cash still comes across.
If I can work this much for them,
tasking on a screen,
why should I find it hard to serve
the God I haven’t seen?
A Terrible Coarsening
The now-ubiquitous terms “reproductive health” and “reproductive freedom” have contributed mightily to a slaughter of the innocents…
The Stench of Corruption
The Trump family’s exploitation of every opportunity to enrich themselves demoralizes me, as I’m sure it does…
While We’re At It
The Republican Party and the Trump White House protect and promote vice industries that exploit Americans, especially…