by | | NYC
The movers are here, swarming my apartment with paper and tape, packing up every tangible memory I have. I’m heading back to LA and I’m kinda freaking out about it. NYC is home, moved here five years and two months ago. I love my neighborhood and my building. The...
by | | NYC
Her posture is as if she’s still got that finishing school textbook balancing on the top of her head and it’s not until you get up close that you see her regal headdress, as tall as Marge Simpson’s hair, is in tatters, the color of cream shaded with the soot of the...
