Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken
Like Yesterdays News
by Blue___Crow
Sometimes he just has to get out.Away from the uncle who drinks and the brother who rages, the oppressive air of the little room and its threadbare mattress. So he exchanges the linen shirt and smartly ironed pants for rough wool and charcoal smudges, messing his neatly-combed hair and hiding his lifeless eyes under the shade of a newsboy’s cap.And every afternoon, after selling the few papers he slips from the stacks, he climbs to the rooftops of New York and breathes, standing on the edge between street and sky. The bell rings and he runs home, back to his cage in disguise, suffering through the harsh voices and the hateful words he has to spit – waiting desperately for his next taste of freedom.(Or, Morris Delancey and the newsie known only as Mike have always been one and the same.)