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 […]

My morning coffee March 2021

The year of 2020 has, most certainly, worn itself thin. It’s been tiring, grating, and, depressing. So much so that you have therapists basically holding sessions from sun-up to midnight. At times there seems to be no reprieve whichever way you turn. I’m still trying to have my  […]