Archive for January, 2014

Welcome The Sea

Sunday, January 19th, 2014

Show me the meaning of pain. Show me the meaning of no love. Show me the meaning of despair…Then, my friend I shall tell you the story of Georgio Torano. It all happened long, long ago on the island of Sicily. When the French had their way conquering the island of hard working peasants. Georgio […]

The Pit

Sunday, January 12th, 2014

There are many classrooms around the world. Once, on the fair island of Jamaica, I stood and watched a lovely teacher conduct a class under a large tree. At times, she had to squint from sunlight slicing down upon her face through the green branches. Try as she may, she could not ease the laughter. […]


Sunday, January 12th, 2014

1:30pm, inmate George Martorano, appointment with prison staff psychologist, Dr.Marilyn Bask: *********************************************************************************** “Good afternoon Mr. Martorano…..Well, I can see you are somewhat quiet today. Let me get to the point. I put you on my case-load today basically to see how you are doing. After all, you have been in federal prison 31 years now, […]


Sunday, January 12th, 2014

It will be -2014- It will be the edge of prison dawn…..First, I stand at the small sink. My empty peanut jar I fill 2 times, drink…. I then let the hot water run, quick coffee, another jar full, I drink…..In short time. the large, brass key unlocks my cell door,# 53….I have already looked […]

Mary Dee

Sunday, January 12th, 2014

The long dark New York police van slowly moved its’ way along Houston. It was a late August night in 1983 and the women seated in the van were homeless. Hauled in just a few days back; they were washed, fed and newly clothed. Now they would be cut loose again, released back to the […]