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November 6, 2024: Weathered paint, crusted by seasons, clings to the door that has been rarely opened.
November 2, 2024: The mourning dove on the window sill remains calm, despite my flashlight and camera flashes. A small positive omen in the dark of night. You spend 5 seconds listening to something too closely and suddenly you know too much. Headlights pierce the veil of grey of dusk as I weave in and out of traffic.
October 26, 2024: On Halloween, we all unite to eat fish, bears and kids. Swedish Fish, Gummi Bears and Sour Patch Kids.
October 15, 2024: I’d feel much better if there were more bleak and overcast days in October again.
October 6, 2024: She had the mouth of a frog and stunning brunette hair that framed her face with such a lightness that one forgot about any flaws and imperfections. Blue and shiny Lamborghini weaves in and out of traffic on 5th Avenue in Sunset Park. Revving its engine as it passes taco trucks, garbage and miscellaneous jaywalkers.
October 1, 2024: Imagine a vast empty desert with a worn, hand painted sign that reads, “Civilization.”
September 27, 2024: The magical clearing of the air as a bunch of chatty tweens gets off the bus.
September 26, 2024: The child’s screams are drowned out by the bustle of the Avenue.
September 24, 2024: The brisk air of fall reminds you of the hunger in the evening.
September 19, 2024: The world is too sad to believed. You couldn’t make it up despite wishing you could.
September 16, 2024: His stomach was like a small personal black hole; sucking all of his energy. From his arms, his legs and his head.
September 15, 2024: Contorted man in a walker crossing under the BQE. Cris-crossed like a spider contorted by itself; screams to himself by the construction barrier and the bridge.
September 14, 2024: I am grateful to the powers that be that I was able to ride my bike today.
September 12, 2024: Innovating better ways to cry since 1968.
September 10, 2024: Who the fuck are you cat? And where did you come from? Can’t tell if the young guy in the park sitting under a tree is yelling in Chinese at the rat, the squirrel or me; we’re all equal targets. Chinese yelling guy gets up and walks away. The neighboring pigeons take his place; gleaning […]
September 9, 2024: Bald hoodie beardo on the bus. Watching YouTube reels while wearing your ragged shorts and tired black sneakers. Wonder when you’ll get off?
September 8, 2024: The fleeting redemptive healing power of a tortured rich kid slumming on an indie rock label. The rich kid indie label releases their friend’s rich kid caterwauls to the dilettante rubes in the indie rock peanut gallery. Children galavanting in the community garden. Blowing bubbles and chasing each other while stuffed animals on a nearby […]
September 4, 2024: Norman Fell was the Don Cheadle of his day.
September 3, 2024: Someone who knows more than you is no more an expert than you are ignorant.
September 1, 2024: Anxious for the wind on an early September day. The lingering malaise of the first overcast, foggy day in September.
August 31, 2024: The birds are always there for your inadvertent mistakes and overt kindness.
August 24, 2024: Porsche SUV parked at the bus stop revs up and speeds away.
August 3, 2024: No creases on my skin that I’ll admit to. It takes a rich person in a poor neighborhood to appreciate decay.