There’s a girl crouched down in front of a large chain drug store, cell phone pressed to her ear with one hand, a cigarette in the other. Her nose ring catches the sunlight for just a moment and her mouth speaks silent, urgent words that I cannot hear until I am walking right by her…
Tag: NYC
NYC: Medicine Cabinets & Condiments, Where have you gone?
Since moving to New York City, my husband and I have moved five times. In less than two years. There was the initial staying with a friend’s mom in her basement for a couple months, corporate housing for a week on the Upper West Side, the hellish month-long ordeal smack dab in Times Square, the…
An Honest Swallow 