“I have often caught sight of myself, my spine humped over, defining my hollowness, my head too heavy for my body, swinging like the oversized blossom of some cruelly bred plant; admiration for the world spread for the world to see on my gullible face-unlike my other face with the sour look of a starved peasant.”
This book explores the everyday experiences of bus drivers and their passengers in Bridgeport, capturing the essence of urban life through the lens of public transportation. more
Maureen Howard, born on June 28, 1930, is an accomplished writer whose works are renowned for their profound insights and unique narrative style. more
“Wouldn't a laugh serve us better than to battle it out with our mortal souls?”
“None of the adults I knew ever touched in public, much less kneaded each others flesh.”
“The part we play is not as we want it, but as we are made-with the genitals God gave us.”