Month: July 2010

This was leaving. This was sad. Cry for me. Or with me.

I suppose this was the inevitable photo.

Outside the Metropolitan at closing, after Hatshepsut has closed her eyes for sleep, after the muses have covered their nakedness with a good, thick comforter, […]

Keep looking. The train will come.

I lived half my life in or near New York City.  Had to travel a thousand miles last week to finally visit Coney Island and, […]