Subtle

In a whisper Through my dreams Though wild the night And the seas they are murky A soot covered lens Traces the horizon Searching there beyond With a gaze too far and clouded. Quiet is the beat Of your inner pulsing star The heat of its fire Colliding with the blinded. I see you. Advertisements

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Anti-Suffrage: More Than a Socialite’s Movement

The women’s suffrage movement of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries marked a turning point for women’s rights across the nation resulting in the passing of the 19th Amendment to the United States Constitution. The narrative of women gathering in parlor rooms, protesting on street corners, and coming together in comradery for the sake […]

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