Monthly Archives: October 2018
“Uh, yeah…I want to speak to the boss.”
Apostles
Laundry Day
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate
Empanadas
Herald Square
Black Lipstick
Hold On
Self Shadow, NYC, 1978/79 My life…. when I look at it, it can fit so neatly like others do on a timeline. A beginning, an end. Someday that all will fit, bits and pieces, neatly in box. Hopefully. Who will remember me as I do they? If all I ever do is having had aContinue reading “Hold On”