Terry found herself standing outside a local church. She was both tempted and hesistant to approach its cathedral-like, bronze doors.       What was inviting was the message written in marker on a bulletin board on the...

The page has turned as it was in flames while Terry allowed such a chapter in her life to be consumed by her cleansing flames of self determination.     After abandoning the traffic median, her "island," she never once...

     "Whore! Wouldn't wanna be you!" A hoarse voice slurred from the open window of a car idling at the intersection of Union st. and West Columbus Ave.         The "whore" in question stood as emotionless...