I didn’t tell him that what I know about prison came from the summer I mainlined five seasons of Oz, or that I’d read lots of articles about … Continue reading→
I waited in the back of the bookstore as the expectant noises of an intelligent crowd rose and fell around me. Being in front of a hometown crowd reading from a new book with my … Continue reading→
The fog had rolled in and the mist on my face felt sweet, a blessing. I actually skipped a few blocks down through Union Square to Grant Street … Continue reading→
When Toned Heinie left with our order, I took a closer look at him. Long dimples, lots of black hair, a gap between his front teeth. He ran … Continue reading→
