Musings of a Passerby

It was the first 80-degree day of the year. I sat outside of a coffee shop comparing “el cisne al modernismo” and enters a girl maybe my age, sitting down close to me, blowing bubbles into the flow of traffic on the sidewalk. A homeless man, dirty, with a large bag drooped over his shoulder … Continue reading Musings of a Passerby

Everyday People

It was a regular Friday afternoon at the daycare where I work. The kids were leaving early, and we’d be off soon. I put “Ella Enchanted” on for the last two kids when suddenly, there was a knock at the back door. An enormously tall black man waited on the other side. He stood just … Continue reading Everyday People