Charlie’s Angel Island Poem

Journey To Gold Mountain by Charlie   As I touch her face all the good memories I have ever had with her Suddenly topple over me. Being separated from grandma Is like a wounded bird trying to fly…. Read More

Charlie’s Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Poem

Frustration Charlie   The facade was sturdy, big, and wide. Bricks with decorative designs. Peddlers screaming and hawking their wares. Kids playing games. Bang! someone hit a homerun. crackle, crackle. Smoke and flames started to rise. Tragic. 146… Read More

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