By Roxanne Dent
Chapter Ten: “Toot Toot Tootsie Goodbye”
Ivy hadn’t prepared me for Mavis Bankes’ townhouse on Riverside Drive and 78th street. It was a mini-mansion, that rivaled William Kassam Vanderbilt’s, Cornelius’ brother. … Continue reading→
By Roxanne Dent
Chapter Nine: “In the Jailhouse Now”
When I woke up, my feet ached, and my arm hurt. In fact, my skinned knees, and whole left side, was stiff from the fall … Continue reading→
By Roxanne Dent
Chapter Eight: “Laugh, Clown, Laugh”
Inside the tent at the end of the pier we watched a bunch of hyper dogs jump through hoops. About a dozen people were in … Continue reading→
By Roxanne Dent
Chapter Seven: “The Nickel Empire”
The next day, the phone woke me at 9 a.m. It was Harry.
“Do you like hot dogs?”
“Huh?” I’m not at my best when I … Continue reading→
I Come to See for Myself: On the Anniversary of Hurricane Maria
By Nancy Mercado
I fly in to see for myself
below, blue tarps over the homes of my nation
like those silver blankets that cover the souls
of Mayan and Arawak children … Continue reading→