As I listen to the man below my apartment railing — at passers-by, at god, at no one, at everyone — I realize he’s been shouting for at...

PROMPT: A PLACE I VISIT OFTEN ice drip condensation opposites of cold greeting heat of day the way I meet you a chemical reaction vaporic...

This is always a challenging, complicated day — most years I avoid it altogether. I rarely share images of my mom, but for some reason...

I’ve been in NYC for the duration of my quarantine, in my 4th floor walk-up apartment at the cusp of Prospect Lefferts Garden and...

Today marks day 36 of quarantine. Fourteen days in I contracted the virus; on a sunny day when I left the confines of my apt and walked...

For the past week our feeds have been filled with the aging challenge, usually marking 10 years. I know I’m supposed to post an old pic...

My mom killed herself exactly one week before Mother’s Day in 2009. While the situation was complicated to say the least, its hard not to...