“Nobody wants to be anywhere. Nobody likes anything.”Jerry Seinfeld – 23 Hours To Kill If there’s a single statement which accurately describes the spirit of our age, these words from Seinfeld do as well as any. He finishes the thought by saying, “We’re cranky, we’re irritable, and we’re […]
The following is a collaborative effort between myself and my ten-year-old son. The initial concept was his. He was two pages in when he said he’d written himself into a corner. I was impressed with what he’d come up with and didn’t want to see the story wasted, […]
Pastor Raynell was an odd mixture of personalities. Most often, he sported an infectious smile – impossibly white teeth contrasted against his dark skin, and most who knew him would unquestionably call him a friendly man, but this did not detract from his unwavering honesty with […]
Rummaging, clawing through contents at the bottom of a flimsy sports bag, searching for cold metal, too impatient and too hurting to find another place, Drew glanced at the small green structure before him. One more quarter would buy him fifteen minutes in that smelly green sanctuary, but […]
He crossed the street with the school on it and was suddenly captured by the sight of a skinny teen – probably sixteen or so – approaching the same intersection. He slowed down as he and the teen drew closer. He was struck initially by how displaced the […]
A long tunnel amplified the little girl’s scream – her reaction to the fast approach of her pursuers. She quickly wound her way to the tunnel’s end, her Converse clad feet landing on a torn up, rubberized surface, and then she sprinted fast, hoping to find some […]
It was a rare time in San Francisco when the streets were nearly empty. It was an hour that was too early for pedestrians, too early for drivers, or anybody else without a bit of wildness in their blood – and for the crazies, the dealers, the junkies, […]
Neither dying hope nor dwindling beauty occupied the attention of the boy sitting on a bench across the pond from the Palace of Fine Arts. He didn’t waste a worry on these things, partly due to his age, but mostly because on this day, he was not alone. […]
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