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/Press Release: July 23, 2007…
Press Release: July 23, 2007…
In the 1990s a man broke into my apartment and held me captive for five days. I was a regular New York City apartment renter. I didn’t know what my rental rights were. I didn’t know the difference between a good….
Read More“If you want to see David before he dies then you have to fly to Florida today.” My estranged sister, Marie, of almost my whole life rattles off like an item on a to-do list as my hand clutches the phone tighter against my ear in disbelief. The muscles around my mouth tighten up…
Read MoreThe paramedics arrived two hours after David began choking on his own vomit. His body was stretched out on the wheelchair and it looked as if he was going to slide off any second. His head hung back like a dead flower. His eyes were closed.
Read MoreI love this song — because I think of you. And I do. Everything I see and everything I do reminds me of you. Kirby I am just looking for a way to be together and I know I will figure it out. Sometimes in the day today — I had to stop myself from thinking about you because I thought I would get too sad.
Read MoreI know what is happening. It dawned on me while I was in the park this morning. The words you give me, the feeling I have with you, what you have done to me, what I have done to you. Everything. Things I’ve never felt before. Things I never knew existed. Love I never dreamed I’d have.
Read MoreFrom my desk I can see how neat and clean the apartment is. The dining table is shiny, the laundry is folded, the carpet is vacuumed, the floors are clean, the refrigerator contains things you like, and four cases of 6 pack small bottles of Pellegrino have made their way into their respective waiting areas
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