I grew up on the north east corner of 17th and Delaware Avenue in a small six unit building that sat on top of a hill. The building was painted beige and every window had bars on them. Across the street on the south east corner my little bro’s best ...
Read More »Seventeen Street
I have a soft spot for gang members. I’ve gotten into some pretty heated dialog over this. I take it personal because there is so much judgment without really knowing. I belonged to gang. I wasn’t born mean, angry, hateful nor destructive. What did happen to me was that I ...
Read More »La Curandera-Native Healer
The room is tiny with nothing much but a small chair to the right of me where my grey tank top and bra are draped over the back side and on the opposite side is a corner bureau filled with glass bottles and herbs. There is a thin sheet over the wood table ...
Read More »Remorse of a Teenage Bully
Recently, one morning as I sat down to check my email, straight out of the blue a girl that I was good friends with while in Elementary School popped into my mind. It was all very strange since I had not seen her since our High School days and I definitely had not thought about her in the ...
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