Film Review: Jay Myself

Jay Myself made me cry hard. It's a story about endings and how sometimes beginning can be a bit disappointing, especially when you are 88 and forced to live in Brooklyn. This is also about the city I love shoving its heart and soul away. Or in more technical terms- gentrification. Maisel is the center …

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A Nice Day

walking down  always treacherous especially when it rains even more so when it snows steps to the subway but today the sky blue and sunny the sounds of the city happy maybe too happy notice the homeless man sleeping under unfolded newspapers the smell of piss and vomit no effect it feels like what a perfect …

The R

The R pulled into Union. I followed a tall woman dressed in black onto the car. I stood at the front and scanned the passengers. To my left, two empty seats and a woman on whose head a colorful scarf sat. It had many shades but seemed red as a whole. She didn’t seem that …