The Hidden Life of Woodrow Baker

By Patricia Booker

Woodrow Baker uses a wooden spoon to prop open his door on the days when he knows I’m coming. That way he doesn’t have to hobble over on his scratched wooden cane to let me in. He can stay leaning on his bed, gazing out the 10th floor window and listening to talk radio, where he learns a lot about the world. Just recently he learned that Hillary Clinton might well be a lesbian.…

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