Light Rail and Metro Rail: Whirling beasts in transit and they bind our cities together. Enmeshed by motion. I call it an enigma... and when it halts, a nuisance, for we are sardines in a can of searing heat: sunlight and anger. It gives me not the view I crave nor the comfort I seek. … Continue reading The Pulseless Magnetic
Ashen clouds created vaults of the upper atmosphere in transcendence. They came from a plateau of industry just below. Presumably, the people of the gilded age were busy making a world from scratch, generating the heavens from soil and it whirred, it whistled from an impound of pressure until the machine came raining down upon … Continue reading Machinations
Every day begins with a sunrise: a testament to life’s perseverance. There goes the old saying, “It’s always darkest before the dawn” and sometimes, that’s exactly how it feels like. Every day can feel like a war that is slowly won and it can make you feel winded. I guess that is why I’ve never … Continue reading First of the Tales: Sunrise and Moonrise
The Typewritten Tales 