by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle
Adebisi Agoro’s debut book of poetry is a profound look into the soul of a young black man. The self-published effort succeeds in delivering with rhythmic honesty sentiments and controversial views on life in America shared by scores of young black men whose voices are too often dismissed.
by Sonya Jongsma Knauss
Caramel baby, white momma, black daddy. White father, Latina mother, Asian child. Italian mom, German dad, Guatemalan toddler. The permutations are endless. The colors and variations are beautiful. Blood-related or not, they’re family.
by Kevin Flaherty
Sale items are tagged with hand-written price tags, and the lack of bar coding and creaking wood floors can make you feel like you are in an antique mall. One gets the immediate impression that this is a company that prides itself on service.
article and photos by Tess Reiss, Center St. Daze Director
Spectators were treated to some delightful impromptu street theatre when the Swami Dolla’ Bill belly dancers stopped their flying carpet in the midst of the race to shimmy to exotic music. This entranced their fellow “Alien” racers, who swooned and lay down in the street in submission. The crowd roared and cheered when the “Aliens” recovered from their trance (as the carpet began to take off), jumped back onto their cart, and dashed pell mell to the start line to win the race.
by Mark Lawson / photos by John Ruebartsch
Yes, I’m a loser. A “Born Loser” to be precise. I’m a member of a team that has the most consistent record for losses in the little known genre of push cart racing.
This colorful and exotic sport is alive and well here in Riverwest. It has been the kickoff event for at least four Artwalks. This year it will be the opening event for Center Street Daze on September 20.
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