I lit a candle for you tonight ( Read more... )

I’ve seen you dressed a few ( Read more... )

Yesterday I had a rush of creative force slam me in the head. It felt like a photography day, so I grabbed my old battle axe, the Pentax K1000 (if art was a medieval war, this camera would be my trusty stead), and packed some film. I had every intention of wandering the LES in search of compositional jewels and creepy lighting ( Read more... )

(I thought this one should be archived-- it's still one of my favorites ( Read more... )

On this most hollow of obligatory and false holidays, my valentine to you, dear reader, is a poetic reminder of love unfulfilled ( Read more... )

Twelve hundred years ( Read more... )

Every time I leave ( Read more... )

Blessed are the passengers ( Read more... )

I saw a perfect, green apple
on the floor of a subway car.
This- a bright orb of color
in an otherwise dismal field.
A stubborn fruit, it
refused to roll or skitter
when the train came to a halt.

Surprising, luminous, admirable
in its staunch tenacity-
naturally I thought of you.

-KEA
2-1-05

To Whom it May Concern ( Read more... )