The Last Inmate to Escape From ALCATRAZ

by Tim Fitzmaurice It began in the rather innocuous and studiously unassertive surroundings of a church hall, in Santa Cruz, the kind with folding chairs and a kitchen you can access through a narrow window. It was the Friday performance of the play “In the Kitchen...

Letter from Rico

Greetings and salutations!  My warmest blessings to the reader of this letter and to the prospective listeners. I was born a heroin baby… didn’t even speak until I was 9 years old.  I grew up with what we now know as ADHD, and a side order of PTSD based upon...