RICHARD SANDORE

John Ray

John Ray, frantic and wild-eyed, ran into the street and flagged down the first car
driving by.
They took my money. They were going to kill me.
Who? The passenger asked.
The men in the house. I was buying crack.
The officer turned and looked at his partner.


My Mistake

One day I stole the sun and kept it all to myself. It was the darkest day of my life.












2005 Underground Voices