Oedipus, Rex by Rayfield A. Waller
Oedipus, Rex 1. I’m king wherever I am—king even of this broad-chested sea. I hear my mother behind me take each proud breath, As I retreat from creeping tides. Not a hope remains. She Whispers my triumphs. Yes, nothing left Continue reading Oedipus, Rex by Rayfield A. Waller