Feeling a part of something bigger than myself.

Letting the road merge or disappear from life

That’s how I manage.

Simply letting things be and choosing me.

Belonging takes two and four and fifty

It takes more than just one person...

“Wa-ta” Sugar says.

“Wa-ter. Come on, Sugar, I know you can do this,” 10-year-old Isaac says with the stomp of his right foot.

“Wa-ta” Sugar continues. “Wa-ta, Wa-ta, Wa-ta.”

Now becoming the joke of the century in the Pierre household, Sugar Pierre loves her water. Err, wa-ta.

Issac’s friend from school gave him the best gift for his latest birthday; a parrot....

The lights flicker at the corner of Alabazer Rd. and Hillturn Ave. One car has passed within the past 10 minutes, birds creeping up from out of nowhere.

She stands near the Garcia’s bodega with a cigarette caressing her left index finger awaiting the arrival of her 6’4 Dominican boo, aka the owner of the shop. Her daily morning cup of coffee the past month has been used as an excuse to spend som...