“And what would Sir Fox have made of the South Bronx, Miss Riley?”

“Mr. Johnson,” she said in that brogue of hers, “will you call a girl by her proper name? I am Laurencia, for Christ’s sake, or Ms. Laurencia, depending on your fancy. And Sir Fox would have thrived in this barnyard of ours, even with the Crotona Dogs, who are robbers without his etiquette and without his charm. He would have stopped their pillage, and finally he would have pilfered from them.”

Major Leaguer from Jerome Charyn’s Bitter Bronx –Thirteen Stories

Flicked away a tear
The Colt
Tanya's Legs 
Dee - Eddie Carmel clung to her bones
The Polish Rider at the Frick
Wolf dogs in Central Park
The little duchess 
The electric dark at the King Cole
The cat lady's kiss 
Seducing a cockroach