Choosing a Name
Near the kitchen window, overlooking the brick canyons of this somber city, where narrow alleys channel and hold the echoes of countless curses hostage, blowing up through the streets of damp laundry on the line chasing down the concrete alleyways where antagonists never let up, and fear follows as fast and furious as a little girl’s running legs, my father is reading names out of a book, searching for the new… Read more →