Category Tripping
Stalling on the Edge
Cars swerve around me to the left where there’s only a shoulder, or to the lane on my right, which we collectively hope is clear. […]
When Rome Was My Lover
Three weeks is an endless loop of time where your sanity drains away from you like liquid in low gravity. […]
City Girl Hauntings
We’ve floated from Tehran rooftops to the streets of Florence to cathedral catacombs of Upper Manhattan. […]
Exposition to an Epic Love Story
E is for Exposition or Epic, depending on how you choose to read it. […]
Gunmetal Geisha 