Hallway footsteps create a sad rhythm. Neon lights break over cracked linoleum.  The elderly carry groceries in a cold wind; their facial wrinkles are road maps of experience.   Young people speak of someplace else. They gather under stars of tragedy, dreaming in black and white; visions unworthy of being in color. Their lives grasp … More SOMEWHERE STRANGERS


          Songs overflow from doors opening to the sidewalk where.neon lights baptize the weak, stirring the curiosity of a night strung tight while others pray in alleys whispering their sins under a celestial curtain as stars cross behind the black of space where not a molecule is out of place as … More FINDING NIGHT