Human Rights and Animal Rights Poetry. A site for human rights and animal rights poetry. And some nature poetry too. Looking for inspiration, I stare at the face shaped mirror. But it is only a street lamp. When people disagree, we communicate. Or we can use weapons. How do you communicate? Words can be happy, sad, nasty, nice, or neutral. They can be said in anger or in love. But weapons are always bad. How do you communicate? Yet still,.

Things were back to normal at our house. It was nearing the end of the summer. Sunnie and Fred were making the best of it. Fred was getting ready to go off to college, in Texas. Sunnie was enrolling soon,at the local Veterinarian School. They both were excited about the changes. Sunnie said,they both promised each other to keep in touch with e-mails. But they both could date other people,and not get mad at each other.

What We Found in the Ceiling. We have always been too curious for our own good. That is what Mother tells us. It will get us both into trouble someday. We hardly ever stay here. The last time we did was when we were much, much younger. What We Found in the Ceiling. From a distance she looks like .

But they are not for you. But they are not for you. Girl, stop crying for this fucker. Earth still turn around the sun and birds still shit on you hair. Ok, your heart is broken, but try to fix it with the Super Glue 3rd Generation and go out to get a hangover with your very best friends. If you are fucking jealous when you .