I. The sun was sitting low and the fat little guard up the front hid under a hat as the chain-gang worked toward him. Dark sweat patches spread out from his pits and every now and then he fanned his…
Now that May, which was the month of Gatsby, has died down, I feel like it’s time for a different sort of discussion. May was positively filled with articles discussing Gatsby, and rightly so. The discussions were dis-jointed: some focused…
You need to log in to vote. If you already had an account, you may log in here
Alternatively, if you do not have an account yet you can create one here.