When we were kids growing up in the city we had prairies and a little hill and we’d put Stevie
On holidays I hear from Paul, who’s 80 if a day, who may have won his war on poverty without help from his friends. He won’t accept a cent.
There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out
Jimmy was visiting his father when Mr. Crenshaw called to say Mrs. Bittles had died the night before of a sudden heart attack.
On a clear day in the day room he will tell anyone he has had an askew life. When he was a small boy out for a Sunday walk
He wants to be fair to both sides because there’s an election coming soon so he tells his side every day
I’m amazed at the difference between my friend and me. His response to life is so different from mine. I live deep in the city
It is said brave folks who understand this new world understand demons. Donal Mahoney
The kitchens of Auschwitz are belching again. Ancient chefs, puffed hats askew, storm once more
During the day there might be three cars parked at different places anywhere on the block. But at midnight there isn’t
I wish he had never come out from behind the stove, that spider I stepped on at 4 a.m. He was a big one bothering no one.
Like the poor the sparrows we will always have with us, my neighbor lady tells me as she feeds the birds
twenty-four houses on the same block everyone inside milling about one lost a job
My mother always said my father was a little odd and she lived wit… all those years and should have kn… When we were small my sister and… knew he was different. No other fa…
I have to hope America can trust and welcome them especially parents hiding children