Tag: new york city

Eerily empty

The city is eerily empty this morning The delivery guys peddling away The sky is overcast The white garbage bags laid out on the curb Just days before there was hope The sun beamed a new day But then the sun set Up we rose to a fearful […]

My walk full of ladders

I am an extremely superstitious person. My mom had me believing my itchy hand meant money was coming my way and that an upside down broom swept unwanted guests away. I thought it was a very odd thing growing up so superstitious. Now, I miss it. I miss […]

Why I Left San Francisco

  I am a New Yorker.  Apparently that means something to many people. There are so-called New York values and there are Woody Allen movies.  I like to say that New York values consist of loving public transportation (being green), being highly efficient (we eat while we walk) […]