Dec 6, 2018 | Creative Non-Fiction
I. The Egg “I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you” – Charles Bukowski, “Bluebird” The train, chugging towards the station, moved through a beautiful landscape of fir trees and chirping bluebirds. We were sitting at the front, soaking the scenery...
Dec 6, 2018 | Creative Non-Fiction
The game’s coming to an end. Quit watching that silly sport. My grandfather loved poker. He hated anything distracting me from the game, especially when it was getting late and the Sixers were on. Two dollars, he said. My grandfather had something. He never bluffed....
Dec 6, 2018 | Creative Non-Fiction
It’s in the heart of downtown, where gunfire meets corner street delis and children cross railroad tracks by themselves. Everyone knows to stay inside after seven, and even then news stories often release showing the murder of yet another fallen innocent. And yet,...