December 11, 2014
1. I’m in a van filled with empty chicken coops. My friend Mario is at the wheel, driving us down the FDR highway. Somewhere around 34th St., we pass a […]
1. I’m in a van filled with empty chicken coops. My friend Mario is at the wheel, driving us down the FDR highway. Somewhere around 34th St., we pass a […]
1. I’m standing in front of my old junior high school on East 76th St. when I get a call from my college friend Moira. “I’m staying at the most […]
1. I’m traveling with Atash and Sophie on a northbound train, along the Hudson River. We’re headed to Lake Minneswaska, but at some point I realize we’ve gone too far. […]
1. I’m on a Greyhound bus speeding through a desert. Through the windows, I see old stone churches built into the sides of canyons. They remind me of something Biblical, […]
1. I’m on a ferry crossing the Strait of Gibraltar from Morocco into Spain. On the top deck of our boat, an older man with a white mustache comes over […]
1. I’m in a Filene’s Basement when I catch sight of my father going down an escalator. I follow him to the bottom and around a corner, where, all of […]
1. I’m standing in front of an old supermarket in downtown South Bend, Indiana. A sign on the front of the store reads: “Vietnamese Foods.” For some reason, I decide […]
1. It’s late at night, and I’m leaving work. The Peruvian janitor gives me a smile on the way out and whispers, “You need a vacation, son.” I smile back. […]
1. A friend of mine has paid for me to take a writing class with a famous poet traveling through New York. I arrive at a tall, dreary building in […]
1. I am standing on the stage of a large, old-fashioned ballroom, holding a guitar. I am alone, and it’s unclear if or when a crowd is going to gather. […]