Category: photography

Burning

Sometimes I feel there’s fire everywhere. Inside my brain and soul. On the streets. Coming out of people’s mouths. There’s a firestorm brewing. There’s a firestorm that has scorched the earth. There’s fury. Fiery spirit. It’s all burning. Let all it burn, I say.

Old school NYC: Pickles

I can easily eat pickles as a snack and feel full and content. I never understood why pickles were considered a pregnant woman’s craving. I eat them all the time. Salt. Brine. Yum. And during these pandemic times, I’ve gotten even more into pickles. It’s comfort food I […]

Almost robotically

She craved sweetness in her life. Hmm. Sugar. Sustenance. Mixed in with saltiness. No bitterness. There was too much of that in life right now. She cracked a few eggs and went about making breakfast for everyone. They all needed (wanted) their eggs cooked differently. And, she would […]