one. in my apartment building lives a little woman who claims twenty years as a tenant. sometimes she waits outside, or in the lobby, for who i don’t know. her grandson once yelled at her for locking the bathroom door. two. rain stops everything. buses … Read More →
i don’t write as much as i’d like to. i don’t have much to say that won’t sound trite, or echoed, or dull. i realize that i am a dull person, obsessed with something most people won’t bother being interested about, but fascinates me for … Read More →
when you leave work just after a sudden early summer rain, avoid street corners. you may find yourself within striking distance of an overzealous livery cab on the run to who-knows-where and a persistent pothole, both conspiring with the (hateful!) universe to make your face … Read More →
i thought, perhaps, that i ought to begin this post with a quote, but changed my mind because there were so many to choose from, so many little gems and pearls, i could sit here all day and the post would never be written, and … Read More →
i know what it’s like to be poor, to be uncertain where the next meal is going to be, to hear your older siblings’ stomachs grumble while they give you the last bowl of rice in the house. i know what it’s like to experience … Read More →
for those of you who know me as a contact on flickr or follow me on twitter, know that i like to sketch. well…love. i don’t want to imagine my life existing without scratching pencil to paper, slopping paint with a brush, or tracing the … Read More →
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there are reasons for my silence. or excuses. whatever you want to call them, i have them. they’re locked in a box i keep on a shelf amongst papers and pens and brushes and things, a box meant for Only Sometimes but turns out to … Read More →