Friday Nights — No Lights Black Friday has another meaning on the street. No one cares about deals or doorbusters and no one here is going to get “out of the red” by tomorrow morning. This term has an added meaning for us; in about an hour it’s going to be dark so we’ll be... Continue Reading →
Hello, Mr. Spider
Monica is crouched next to me, intently cleaning a spot on the ground with a napkin. As she wipes, she chatters away, a constant stream of words that I ignore. I am busy doing paperwork, which I have told her three times. I smile and say again in a sing-song voice, “Monica, I’m not listening... Continue Reading →
Women of the District 