At a Crossroads
There's no place more crowded than this intersection of sidewalk and street. A figure flashes green, commanding the charge of two sides...
Home Team
It's baseball season a time when folks from all over the Bay Make a pilgrimage to the city stadium packing trains crowding roads...
Juice Box
Everyday he'd bring two boxes of juice. Before anything else he'd finish one and silently slide me the other. Always fruit punch, the...
Fleecing Moments
Who is glued to what? I asked. The tip of the question sprung up in my head like the lighter end of a freight ship sinking in the middle...
To be framed and...
Portraits hung across bright walls each framing an elusive figure of the past. Some wear strokes smiling, as if their anguish has been...
Moving Day
The air is dust and the dust are things forgotten, slipped behind a couch here a bed there Screws, wrappers, coins, and string bits 'n...