There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
Bug
Marshall Square Park
We had been at the hospice with Dave's mother all that week. I stopped to take this as we...
Corn
"Uncle John's Apple Farm" reminded me of all those places you would go to as a child and...
The Day They Gave Brains Out
Late summer, 1998: The rain was whipping up outside my office windows. Hurricanes...
As I was saying... Circus Peanuts
"... until the age of plastic packaging, Circus Peanuts weren't readily...