Grinding with no binding, Sidewalk surfing or woodpushing, Quench hunger with the taste of pavement. The streets are calling. The pigs took the Cyclone, And we started the Vortex. Got kicked out of Love Park, So we’re headed to the F.D.R. Falling, bailing, eating concrete, Just to get up to do it again. When we’re … More
Can you fall in love in a coffee shop? An aroma like no other fills the air around you as you sit staring at the book in front of you. You have succumb into your imaginary world as you glide through pages of words. Thirsty, you look up. A man is sitting across the … More Narrative #6: Coffee Shop
Another quote I wrote. I enjoy being inspired by the photos I have taken. Here is a sunset in the fall of the Philly skyline from Camden. I think that we should realize, every morning we wake up we are given a new blank canvas to create our life upon. Every day we have a … More Blank canvas
This is an excerpt from something I’m working on. I got an idea and am trying to play with it. The photo is the beach at Ocean City, MD using the hipstamatic photo app.
Adventures of a Wayfarer 