Here are two poems that are not as clever as I would like them to be, as well as a very short story I want to dedicate to gross people who still manage to look cute on things like subways, which are only meant to be reserved for delicate smells, leg spreaders, and brave rats. Continue reading Creative Scraps: Subway Roundup
When I was still in college, my friend Kat and I met up at a tap and jazz concert on campus that featured Savion Glover. I knew very little about the concert, but I went because it seemed like a … Continue reading Savion Glover and The Magic Shoes
On faith and existentialism and junk. Continue reading “I’m Still Standing In The Wind”
How women factor into the comedy world Continue reading Some People Are Funny. Some People Are Women.
New York is a sight for sore eyes and eyesores alike Continue reading “The Village Is Aglow”