Part 18: 4th Floor
The apartment is quiet. i place my things into boxes there’s no one to smile at or ask about the weather or offer my other… Read More »Part 18: 4th Floor
The apartment is quiet. i place my things into boxes there’s no one to smile at or ask about the weather or offer my other… Read More »Part 18: 4th Floor
I fall into the city now more than ever. You hear it coming, the rickety sound of the what might be the most fragile train… Read More »Part 16: Parting of Ways
Approximately one year ago today, we drove across a bridge. His Dad and Uncle arrived from New Jersey in a truck, into which we loaded… Read More »Part 13: We Live Here Now.
Photo: Autumn Mott via Unsplash And then, it’s fall. It’s been nearly 10 years since last living on the east coast. It’s a preemptive season… Read More »Part 9: Weather Changes Moods
It was a cold, broke, winter. I was out of a job for the second half of the year. Now that I had moved… Read More »Part 4: Bring Your Ice Picks And Sunnies