February 2012
1 post
I was unlocking my bike today, outside of Trader Joe’s, when I heard a man’s voice behind me - “you’ve done that before, haven’t you?” I turned my head and caught his eyes, which he directed communicatively at the two bags on my arms. “Two bags and a bottle,” he said. “Yep.” I took a swig of the mineral water I’d just purchased,...
January 2012
6 posts
September 2011
1 post
August 2011
4 posts
wisdom teeth, and a proper good bye to new york
My dad used to point at the ladies walking for exercise in my suburbs; when I was little, he’d slow the car down, look at me in the rearview mirror, and say, “she’s a walker” and then laugh. Well, I’m officially a walker - at least this week.
I can’t run for a few days because I had my wisdom teeth out on Friday. The surgery ended up being surprisingly...
July 2011
4 posts
It's so hot I'm frozen
This heat is killer. New York City absorbs it and spits it back out, concrete radiating - no, vibrating. It’s so hot my veins feel full, my fingers sticky.
But I’ve noticed that sometime around 8 pm every night the city softens. The sun is no longer sharp. Someone’s unfocused the scene. It’s like when, in 11th grade photography, we used to place a piece of nylon...
June 2011
3 posts
May 2011
3 posts
April 2011
7 posts
March 2011
8 posts
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Overheard on the Subway
Mother: [Spanish Spanish Spanish]
Son: I spit on the white cop.
Mother: [More adamant Spanish Spanish Spanish]
Sister: [Giggle.]
Son: He was a cop for the 44th precinct. See he was like, “what’s your name, son?” [Raising voice.] And I said “XX,” and he said “what’s your name?” [Raising voice again.] And I said, “XX” again, and...
February 2011
5 posts
January 2011
5 posts
November 2010
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