The sparkle of tinted late summer sunlight added accents to the ordinary, last night. The street, walked 100 or more times, featured the drooping, gold-tinged trees which were just as confused as I was about this suddenly amber weather. I opened my heart that afternoon in the lemon-yellow shaded chill of my living room, the…
Born on the 4th of July
It's not the fireworks, necessarily, that are intriguing, we decided. It's the silence in between each flash. The afterboom. The inhale as the tiny stars of gunpowder and sparkle slowly, make their way to earth and fade. For a moment, there's a quiet. Most people don't think about it, we said. Instead, they look through…
How to Survive New York in Summer…Without Air-Conditioning
I like holding competitions with myself. I like to see, sometimes, how far I can push something before giving in. I'm not a masochist, by any stretch of the imagination, rather, I see some situations as an endurance experiment. Take my marathon training, for instance. After my friends inspired me to train for and run…
This, Summer…
There are cherry stains on my fingers. I stopped in the Union Square farmer's market to select, sample and salivate over the fruits on offer. Of course, I tried the cherries. I see the tiny stains like temporary birthmarks across my fingertips and walk past the gated and locked Grammercy Park. You can get inside…
Thunder and Yoga
There was a storm the other night. One of those big summer storms that usually happens in August after a week of increasingly humid and desperate weather. The air itself will form droplets and adhere to hair, making it curl, skin, making it slick, and clothing, removing its freshness. People think I'm crazy because I…
Time's Thievish Progress 