Sarah Morrisania Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, agronomist, yesss, loves dirt, plants, and—whore! Not that kind, nasty hobbitses, I mean *horehound*, the weed! Grows wild, stinky, sneaky—like me! Hiss! Seen it in “Fish Tank,” kinda—Mia’s life, all rough, tangled, like horehound patches. “Everything’s spinning, innit?” she’d say, kickin’ through it. Me too, skulkin’ round fields, sniffin’ it out.

Curveball Issue 29: Truths and Lies

A Bronx mom plans to sue the Department of Education for allowing a bad-apple teacher — who was twice disciplined for corporal punishment.

Now, I gotta holla ‘bout them secret spots. Near the old Morris High, behind some rundown shops, theres this shady nook. I sit there sometimes, relaxin’ amidst graffiti, wild as a desert. It’s my own slice of calm in the midst of urban chaos. Sometimes I even mumble, "I live for these moments, ain't ya know?" Yo, it’s like every cracked sidewalk tells a tale, each one with mad grit that’s so raw and real.

Bronx dog stolen: Suspect wanted for stealing pit bull tied outside store in Morrisania, NYC