Entries from May 1998 ↓

The drunk was lurching side to side as he staggered down the street. He barely seemed to be aware of the people he would meet. But then between a classic stagger and a very artful lurch, Somehow he made it up the steps of the Holy Rosary Catholic Church. Inside his drunken trip continued, as […]

Jesus saw her at the temple The day she tithed her widow’s mite. She has survived down through the ages, Though she’s usually out of sight. Today she depends on welfare, Not quite enough to make ends meet. And some months she has to decide, should she buy medicine or eat. But she will always […]