Best of September 2002

Midnight Rooftop Roundup-->san Francisco

author: moebius rex : San Francisco, CA Thursday, September 19th, 2002

Sears

author: ian : Houston, TX Thursday, September 5th, 2002

3 Am Freight Train

author: ian : Houston, TX Monday, September 2nd, 2002

Somewhere in Nebraska

author: Peter : Nebraska Friday, September 27th, 2002

Rock Glen Conservation Park

author: zagg : Arkona, ON Sunday, September 1st, 2002

Lock, Mailbox (my New Apartment)

author: ian : Houston, TX Monday, September 16th, 2002

The Heat Has Fallen Down

author: manda : Auckland, NZ Thursday, September 5th, 2002

Afternoon Grayscale

author: hool : Toronto, ON Saturday, September 14th, 2002

The Safety of Geometry

author: hool : Toronto, ON Sunday, September 15th, 2002

It Rained Last Night

author: ian : Houston, TX Friday, September 20th, 2002

Urban Blue

author: hool : Toronto, ON Monday, September 23rd, 2002

[s]Los Angeles[/s] [s]Courtyards[/s]

author: Joe : Los Angeles, CA

Los Angeles Courtyards There is something inviting about a courtyard. Whether it is enclosed by a building or partly open to a larger space, whether it is a quiet refuge or bustling and noisy, a courtyard can create a pleasing sense of place. The best of them are able to slow the steps of the hurried passerby, encourage lingering, and make you take notice of your surroundings. The first of these courtyards is tucked into the northeast corner of Union Station in Los Angeles. This quiet, grassy space is difficult to spot from inside the building, even though it is only a...

Midnight Rooftop Roundup-->san Francisco

author: moebius rex : San Francisco, CA

midnight rooftop roundup-->san francisco one am thursday morning and i'm typing this from the roof of my apartment building. i came up here mainly for some respite from the heat still trapped in the apartment after a long, hot indian summer afternoon. maybe i'll find some writing inspiration, too. it's been a hellacious work-week so far, and it's only going to get worse before Friday's over: i need to recharge. i wonder if any of of my neighbors will chance a glance out of their windows and see me sitting here, my face lit up ghostlike by the eerie glow of my...

Sears

author: ian : Houston, TX

3 Am Freight Train

author: ian : Houston, TX

Every night it runs from from Freeport to Houston loaded with a thousand tons of plastic pellets from amazing modern factories. It blasts a horn with distressing regularity as it passes 3 blocks from my bedroom window. It is a terrible thing when a car or pedestrian fails to clear the only signalled intersection in town. When I hear a train horn, I think of the nights huddled under the covers with my parents fighting, the heavy bass sound reverberating in my head, so awake awake awake.

Somewhere in Nebraska

author: Peter : Nebraska