Tuesday, August 18th, 2015
By: Donna Johnson I was riding a bus downtown when a young woman approached me. Her hair was in dreadlocks, and she was wearing fuschia leggings, black Mary Jane shoes, and a sweatshirt that said “Uncommon” on the front of it. She sat down across from me and intently peered into my face. “Did you
Tuesday, July 7th, 2015
By: Donna Johnson Billy stands on top of an eight-foot ledge in front of Summit Towers, the high rise, subsidized apartment building in downtown Knoxville where we both live. It’s mid-November and he is dressed in plaid...