Hoping that he had missed Fido's passenger truck bringing the “Orangewalkqueños” to town to buy linoleum and rum popo, Don Poldo geared up to thirty-five MPH, just about as fast as he could push the old Morris.

Esau sold Jacob his birthright all for a bowl of lentil stew.

Still facing the mirror, he drawled, ‘Look what the cat's dragged in. Where have you been?’ Gabriel rubbed his chin.

This former aspiring rapper-turned author brings out the heartfelt emotion in his writing from an edgy street-life perspective that leaves the reader begging for more.