There Are Rivers In The Sky
‘Grandma?’ ‘Umm?’ ‘When I go deaf, will I forget your voice?’ ‘How is that possible? The ear never forgets what the heart has heard.’ ‘I don’t know what that means.’ ‘It means my voice will always be by your side – even after I’m gone. Because I’m impressed here … and...
On The Road
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like...
Mumbo Jumbo
A True Sport, the Mayor of New Orleans, spiffy in his patent-leather brown and white shoes, his plaid suit, the Rudolph Valentino parted-down-the-middle hair style, sits in his office. Sprawled upon his knees is Zuzu, local doo-wack-a-doo and voo-do-dee-odo fizgig. A...
We
I awoke at dawn. The rose-colored firmament looked into my eyes. Everything was beautiful, round. “O-90 is to come tonight. Surely I am healthy again.” I smiled and fell asleep. The Morning Bell! I got up; everything looked different. Through the glass of...