Sometimes people know that you are homeless. If you are young, and perhaps very pretty or have some kind of odd feature that is attractive, a more affluent potential protector may make it known that he wants to save you. (Again, sometimes a protector may be a she, but a he is more common). He may have a wife and even a daughter your very own age. He has all the best intentions for you – clean clothes, a warm bed, a shower, food. He might even take you shopping and out to a fancy restaurant . . .
David Bowie in 1977 Credit: Rex
missing the alienRead More
We were all so young!
Photo of me by George Tiboni – circa 1991Read More
try to have fun no matter what you do . . . love is everything . . . and go see those musicians you love while you have the chanceRead More
Dancing is good for whatever’s ailing you – especially when the ailment is boredom, broken heart, anger, sadness, frustration, malaise . . . I can step out of my blues almost anytime I shake it up with the B-52s. Have a listen – and if you’re feeling too serious – shimmy those hips, jump up and down, […]Read More
I can look the part, and I certainly have the required credentials to fit in, but I feel a creepy sensation under my skin when I drive to work everyday to sit at a desk and push paper around for a bureaucratic system.Read More