Today when I see an American flag on someone’s porch, I close my eyes and tell myself, a flag is a symbol. America is not a flag.
I imagine the sign isn’t there. When it isn’t, I’m ashamed for ever having looked.
Today when I see an American flag on someone’s porch, I close my eyes and tell myself, a flag is a symbol. America is not a flag.
I imagine the sign isn’t there. When it isn’t, I’m ashamed for ever having looked.