@The Bagel Grove

Black hair peppered with gray, eyes still wide open. Accent clipped, like former military. Mouth full of bagel. Moustache similarly peppered, the gray almost a muted black in and of itself. It hasn’t been around long. He chews with his mouth closed firmly, even though his older friend is talking out the side of his … Continue reading @The Bagel Grove

Street Kings

I used to stroll the streets with a jaunty flair, slide stepping past storefronts and barber shops, hands in pockets, denim lined with a smoother texture. Feet encased in ratty sneakers, scuffed and worn thin. Passing public buses full of people going to and from school, work and the street corners. Yes, the street corner … Continue reading Street Kings