drmstream[writing]

She’s young here, not yet 20, and her future isn’t writ­ten in her face. She’s expe­ri­enced sad­ness. Her father died when she was young and her fam­ily was reduced to a mean exis­tence, the froth and friv­o­lity of a town life erased by the shad­ows of ten­e­ment rooms. But she’s smart, pretty and deter­mined. She’ll continue […]

I came home last night in a huge wind­storm. The gusts we blow­ing from the west. as my plane dropped down into White Plains, the wind caught the pock­ets under its wings and bat­ted at its nose like a wrestler try­ing to grab hold and slam it into the ground. At our house, the wind […]