”What do you mean by North?” I mean …what is never actually said. Things like I miss him and he’s never coming back. Things like I’m too far away from home or sometimes I’m just afraid to sleep by myself. Braveness makes me feel weak. I’m never too tired to think about myself. To mirror…

So we sit at a table, it’s round. We sit at a round table.You and me. You are silent. I feel sad. Sadness, pouring like water from a broken sink. You smile every 5 minutes. It makes me angry. The light is dim. I finish my last cigarette. Then I cry. Your face is now…

One of the few photographers who would deeply understand New York is definitely him. Many would be fooled by the bright lights and apparently impersonal glamour New York so often displays. The Internet is already filled with that kind of pictures. He never simply takes pictures of buildings or of people. New York does not…

quick New York updates Samantha: You know, that generation is all about sexual experimentation. All the kids are going bi. Carrie: So what? If all the bi kids are jumping off a bridge, you’re gonna do that too? Samantha: I’m a tri sexual. I’ll try anything once. Go to sleep, good old monogamous love? and…

And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window And she knew they were destined to become Sacred road kill on the way And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes.