A friend of mine
was assigned
“The Prince”
by Machiavelli
on
Election Night,
I watched out for
falling
meteors
on my way
to
LitCrit
the next
morning;
if only
I’d remembered
my
umbrella.
A friend of mine
was assigned
“The Prince”
by Machiavelli
on
Election Night,
I watched out for
falling
meteors
on my way
to
LitCrit
the next
morning;
if only
I’d remembered
my
umbrella.