This picture was taken Friday, May 5th on a Flushing bound 7 express at 9:45 PM.
We were between 61st street and Junction when my mother nudged me and whispered that the man across from us had his genitalia out. Funny thing is that we all got on at Times Square and my friend and I acknowledged his presence because he was reading an Archie comic book (who reads those nowadays?) So I looked over and realized what he's been doing all this time. He was watching us from underneath his sunglasses, hoping that we'd notice. I took out my...
You ask me if I live here...
Indeed,
I sleep, breathe, bleed and succeed in Los Angeles,
But I need to see beyond this City of Angels
To the city of angles:
Different angles of perception;
The city of inception,
Conception
(Immaculate or otherwise),
The city called Paradise,
Where it...