Review: Death, With Occasional Smiling by Dr. Tony Medina
by Alan King Growing up, my mom hammered Jesus into me and my siblings. But she didn’t know about the Jesus whose stomping grounds were “on 110th Street & Lexington Avenue/ In the crusty eyelash of El Barrio.” (from “Dame in Traguito”) This Jesus—without “an accent over the e” because he didn’t need it for…