Monthly Archives: May 2014
National September 11 Memorial Museum and Commercialism
Beyond all of the Missing Persons photos online and all over the city, one of the main things I remember was a t-shirt stand selling memorabilia. A t-shirt stand that sold low-end t-shirts that (beyond the ghetto-fabulousness of them) caught my eye. A t-shirt stand that was just a simple card table set up along all the dust and rubble, about 3 blocks from Ground Zero, and close to my then office. It stood out among the rest. Continue reading
My Faith in Writing
I have faith that when my dark moments arise (as they always do when least expected) like an unwanted forest fire, destroying everything in my view, and I begin to choke on life, my thoughts can turn to my beacons of hope, the writers before me who found their way out of self-destruction and slay the psychological demons one more time. Continue reading
