From an essay by Teju Cole on his time exploring and photographing the landscape of Switzerland: Light from the world could be fixed on a surface: It was possible to take the shadow away from the body and show it elsewhere. I always enjoy Cole’s musings on photography and the wandering quality of his prose. AndContinue reading “Surface”
I caught the travel bug when I was in middle school, when our French teacher Ms. Paoli organized a trip to Paris in eighth grade, sans parents. I began to travel a lot after that — and never stopped. I now realize I was the girlfriend who left for long-term adventures abroad — to FranceContinue reading “Lost, found”
I wish I had more time so I could be a better version of myself A fleeting thought in my head And I want to slap myself Why do we automatically think more time is the answer Or more anything When really all I’d like to do Is do one thing well
Last night, we went to Verboten in Williamsburg to meet up with my two younger cousins — two brothers. I’ve formed a bond with the 22-year-old over the past several years and have become a mentor of sorts (can’t believe I’m 14 years older!), mainly because of our shared love for underground dance music. While my sceneContinue reading “Dancing”
Back in New York City on a last-minute, unexpected trip. Tagging along with the husband, who is here for work. Staying in a suite in a hotel in Times Square. So. Many. People. I’m here for free — I cannot complain. Been meaning to visit all year. Finally spending time with some of my favoriteContinue reading “NYC”
I read the internet. I’m supposed to care. Or react. Or feel inspired. But I don’t. It could be apathy. It could be that I’m in the wrong place. * * * I’ve been doing a better job shutting off lately. The move into this little house has helped. Before, the screen was something more. A portal?Continue reading “Misplaced”
I used to write a lot of Yelp reviews, nearly 10 years ago. Some of them are funny. Most of them make me cringe. I was either too cool, or tried too hard, or suffered from cut-and-paste copy writing syndrome. Here are a few. They are also quite telling — each one a tiny bit ofContinue reading “Old Yelp reviews: the jaded ex-raver edition”
When I create, I like restrictions. Magnetic poetry flows because I choose the words. Here, I am blank, pulling from within. * I am not empty; I shape from what’s left. I like facts that push against me. A story I mold with the clay in my hands.