Some lives are like elevators heading irretrievably down.
Bystanders avert their eyes becoming helpless participators.
He might also be a knowing passenger. He's got this toothy smile. Lately he's taken to decorating it with gold hardware like rappers and lightweight thugs. Ironic, considering the hardship his earlier braces were on his mother, Lena. The views expressed in these pages do not necessarily represent those of the publishers.