World Peace through Junk Store Cameras

World Peace through Junk Store Cameras

When folks ask, “How was your trip?” Where do I start? Where do I even begin? So I say, “Oh it was good … Fun.”  We touched down at Heathrow. The customs agent at Heathrow asked me where we were headed and since I didn’t know I...
Admissions of an addict.

Admissions of an addict.

My name is Marcy and I’m an addict. “HELLO MARCY” I haven’t been to the river in three days, fourteen hours and thirty six minutes. The scent of the earth … the mud, the brackishness of the water. The train echos across the river, gray in...