Tag: friendship
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fool who shouldn’t walk the line
[This is meant to be hummed/sung as an exploration of the blues through an omniscient narrator. Think Pink Anderson, J.D. Short, Otis Rush, Sonny Terry] Through the screen of a window, the sun shines brightly illuminating leaves small and still dangling from branches reaching far above the lazy streets. Suddenly, a sweet female voice shouts […]
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how curious
For a reason, season or lifetime some people say. Seems crazy beautiful to wonder how such a grand conclusion has remained valid since its first utterance. On the other hand, how curious it is to think about the ways one must work hard to fulfill one’s purpose and may not realize what could arise between […]
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in Brooklyn
Early on Saturday morning, nine hours after toasting to the new year, I was on my way to the subway to visit a friend in Jersey City. My head was throbbing, my mouth was dry, and the bagel and cream cheese I got from the bodega made my stomach feel really strange but my eyes […]
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as I pack my belongings
I can’t help but feel slightly guilty for hoarding numerous business cards, newspapers, books (which were the result of sneaking past a gate and shuffling through a large pile of reading material on the side of a building near Bar 13), gallery and museum pamphlets, postcards, opened and unopened mail, photocopies of textbook chapters cited […]
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on the way to New York
Riding the train is one of the best ways to travel because it forces one to evaluate a forthcoming vacation or move and anticipate the risks and adventures. Before taking a vacation or making a big move, there is one inevitable question that may flee past the corners the traveler’s mind: How does one decide […]
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