STOLEN WEEKEND

Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone. Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers. Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station. The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the … Continue reading STOLEN WEEKEND

CERTAIN UNALIENABLE RIGHTS

Rodney asked him to watch his pretzel cart while he took a break. It was another humid night. Larry sat on the wall and rested his weary feet. He looked up at the statue with the Rockefeller building behind it. A huge white face with white hands covering the eyes. Ain't that the truth, Larry … Continue reading CERTAIN UNALIENABLE RIGHTS