Driving in Miami, but the damn line-cutters make my commute so unpleasant. And I think I understand why this bothers me so much more than the freeway interchange ever did ...
Rep. Dotie Joseph is a Miamian at heart -- she attended Norland Middle School, and the DASH Academy in the Design District -- before heading to Yale and then Georgetown for her Juris Doctorate degree.
Nests and Numbers” by Brian W. Ball  follows a retired IT professional confronting a devastating diagnosis while trying to ...
Catch a Towers of Babel live set at the Legion Park Farmers Market Beyond the record, Christa and Jay are deeply invested in ...
The first time I saw Lynyrd Skynyrd guitarist Allen Collins was in 1969, when I went with a group of hippies to the Comic Book Club in downtown Jacksonville, where One Percent was the house band, to ...
Catherine and Juliet met in the summer of 1981 at a weeklong Sea Camp on Big Pine Key where they were paired for snorkeling. Juliet wore a modest one piece and Catherine wore a bikini, against the ...
What makes a legend? Who really are heroes? Why do we fight wars? Who really wins? These are all questions we may never come up with the answer to. I am going to tell the legend of Jersey Jim. See, he ...
I’m not dead, so thank you God for my health, but what now? Where are you taking me? I just closed my eyes and thought of my options. Option 1: Fight this as much as I can so I can stay in the U.S.
A month after Ren’s article on Larry is released, Larry’s out for his morning stroll again, Miami’s humidity settling into its familiar afternoon rhythm. A man walks past and notices Larry and beams a ...
In 2016, I had an idea. To start a small publishing company devoted entirely to South Florida. Our first three books were published in late 2017. In 2018, we launched The Jitney blog. Nearly ten years ...
orated atop fresh coco ice chest. There’s poetry on Flagler Metrobus. Riders en la lucha, two jobs or six. Crosswalk rooster crows, do not forget us. Lizard-chasing-cats also in the mix. Our Magic ...
It’s not even 7 AM yet and the air’s already sticking to Larry’s skin as he steps out for his morning walk, vintage Air Force Ones crunching on gravel, fisherman’s hat on his head. A battered MP3 ...