Sub 1

For a person with claustrophobia, I really love the subway. I learned public transit on the subway here. First the green 6 up to the Met. I was pretty excited about that. Then the shuttle from Grand Central to Times Square, and the N up to my friend’s place by Columbus Circle. The subway always […]

Open-Ended

I bought ten postcards. A block from my school, at the post office where I have mailed three packages overnight to Albany (teacher certification nonsense) and the title to my car and my rent check, I bought ten postcard stamps. I picked the one of Broadway theaters, first. I know she liked going to the […]

Burden

The first time I visited the New Museum, there was a human figure writhing on the floor, and I never was sure if it was a living human or a very well-made automaton. And I ate an excellent red velvet cupcake. So I was sold. This time, Chris Burden’s show offered a line to wait […]

Grand

The first time, I walked past the French church. It wasn’t a big churchy building, just two glass doors that if you looked, you could see there was a churchy space. This is midtown Manhattan, not a particularly churchy place. I was only twenty minutes late. I had gotten in my head that I needed […]