Community Voices

what it is

I grew up in a small desert town in Arizona, on the banks of the Colorado River surrounded by purple and gray mountains. As a child I would spend a lot of time

An Education in Democracy

I believe that the democratic process of our country- as vulnerable and flawed as it is-is our best hope for creating a society in which power and resources are equally and

The Day Can be GREAT

The Congested Chittagong The Bustling Street Is found off the beaten track The early crisp morning ride Brings fresh breeze The hair swaying touches the soft cheeks Chills out

Unsung Lullaby

Blog source: I died the day you died, zaRgiya* I died and buried you into the deepest crevices of my once-beating heart