His story is like Tupac’s. But she was there. There’s no iconography just a brother who went to help his father who was being beaten by some drunk boys on the corner. I wonder if heaven's got a ghetto Read more [...]

On the first day I noticed a dark bruise on her right wrist. It was the bruise of a gripping hand. Each day I’d watched her and wondered how such a circular bruise could happen. Only a grip. Read more [...]