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The death of a family member, and the wedding of a loved one have nothing in common unless you measure the feeling by weight in…

When I was a child sometimes I would knock on my parents bedroom door at the late hour of 6:30am and get the entirely reasonable…

A few weeks ago we had a hookah at a roof party on my friends Baltimore brownstone apartment. We ate cheese, crackers, and fruit while…

I don’t think there is any one way to become a successful artist.  It’s slow and awful and forcing your naturally introverted brain into doing…

I photograph a lot of people at fringe culture events, sometimes I see them a year later we make eye contact and I can tell…

I am a finalist in an internationally judged photography competition. I have been accepted to hang one of my photos in a gallery in New…

4 o’clock in the morning…. a strange poetic time of pining and romance. 4am, when the only people awake are poets, heart-sore lovers, and serial…

To Drive in DC is to drive in a perpetual state of fear. Either you are in the left lane and the person in front…

Imagine me at 15… I am in the depths of my love for all things gothy (nothing has really changed); I am an endless source…

In general I consider myself a fairly respectful person. I hush my friends in our apartment stairwell because I don’t want to bother our neighbors;…