OUT THERE

From the top of the stairs an opening appears, past street lights and buildings without windows.  A rippled blanket of dusty air turns up after trucks and buses. Humidity attacks the skin with the local flavor from back alleys and abandoned trash. A screen door slaps shut.  A voice rises above the din of traffic … More OUT THERE

THE CORNER

On a nearby corner people gather like twisted vines, listening to street rhythms and sidewalk music. Standing there was a rite of passage, an image statement of you. It’s where passions are formed and spirits blend, where names have value and brotherhood reigns. The traffic is a language in motion. A sound familiar and expected … More THE CORNER