A quiet yearning

I sit at my desk on a Tuesday afternoon, and I hear some hip hop music playing faintly in the background. Voices talking, yelling, laughing. On my screen there's a headline that reads "North Korea warns 'more gift packages' are on the way as Donald Trump arms Japan, South Korea." I walk down the street… Continue reading A quiet yearning

Thinking about ontology

There's a tree outside of my bedroom window in my new Harlem apartment. I'm not quite sure what type of tree it is. Its leaves will change colors come fall (sometime soon, fingers crossed). I counted eighteen leaves on one offshoot; there are several offshoots on one branch. The leaves are a middling green, perhaps… Continue reading Thinking about ontology

Leaning into it (Gotham ode)

Welcome to New York (It's been waiting for you!) Welcome to New York Welcome to New York This (T) Swiftian greeting blared out of the speakers at the conclusion of the New York City Marathon's opening ceremony Friday night to an amped-up fireworks show. The bleachers along either side of the closed-off Central Park street… Continue reading Leaning into it (Gotham ode)