Like a thousand tiny eyes they watch each of us. Their eyes press against the glass peering through every open crack between the curtains, every open slit between the blinds. They look through the key holes and under the doors. They never enter and they n
The MulattoWith trembling hands, I took his hand in mine and said, "Father, pray for me. I fear that God no longer listens to me." Before he could respond, I told him about the Mulatto.."I offered to buy Maria anything she wanted. She cupped my face with her hands and kissed me ..
A symbiosis of comedy and horror.
Who do you want to be today?
Just a little ditty …. not a cry for help.