Oscar Grant III. Google his name, if you need to, and then get back to me. Another young black man killed in police custody. This time it was in the wee hours of the new year, in a subway station I’ve ridden through since high school. The evidence that he
Waiting, Berkeley, CA. This was a moment during which my kid and I were waiting for the BART train into the city to go see a holiday dance show. For minutes on end we watched people descend the escalator: first shoes, then legs, then torso, then whole person. Could have
Self portrait with carp. In times of distess, or even just aimlessness, I head to the local nursery. Lately, in the gradual, curious return of everyday life in the post-Prop 8 limbo, I find myself there a lot. Â The other day I brought along the boy child, after having