Old Shoe by GK Stritch | May 5, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry | 0 “ . . . my old cracked shoes weep . . . ” i “ . . . turning an ankle is a Pavlovian fait accompli”... Read More
The Brothers Karamazov and Me by GK Stritch | Feb 25, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry | 1 “When I was in the hospital I had a big fat nurse Who kept looking over my shoulder At the book I... Read More