Shot by me in Dumbo, Brooklyn
urban photography
Wordless Wednesday: Brooklyn Street Art
Adventures, Brooklyn, NYC, photography, wordless wednesday
Bushwick, Brooklyn

Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn

Gowanus, Brooklyn
Homeless
Brooklyn, free form, free verse, freeform, NYC, photographySometimes,
a home isn’t a home;
only a place to rest your head.
Shot by me in Crown Heights, Brooklyn.
Unknown Paths
free form, free verse, freeform, Mindfulness, Nature, NYC, photography, poetry, Uncategorized, United StatesIt’s all unknown,
simply left with our desires of what we may or may not want in our lives –
present and future tense.
Shot by me in Prospect Park, Brooklyn
Wordless Wednesday: Train Skyline
NYC, photography, Travel, wordless wednesdayPic taken by me, Avenue N Train Station, Brooklyn, New York
Support Systems
free form, free verse, love, Mindfulness, photography, Well BeingWe all need a support system.
Sometimes we shut down and need to be alone;
sometimes we need the support of our loved ones.
Even if we don’t want to ask.
The ones who care about our well being,
our mental states.
Those who may not always agree with what we do,
but are there to listen to the troubles that keep us up at night.
Even if they give you advice that you don’t take,
they’re still there for you;
that’s what friends do.
They’re there for the good and the bad;
even if you end up making poor decisions,
they will be there because they love you.
They respect that your life is yours to live,
they understand their own shortcomings
and stay around to see you make it to the other side,
to help congratulate you when you overcome it all.
And you’re ever so thankful that they didn’t give up on you.
Shot by me in Crown Heights, Brooklyn
Central Park, My Playground
Adventures, free form, free verse, freeform, Mindfulness, Nature, NYC, photography, Well BeingA young girl from Queens,
Central Park was my playground.
E, F, and R trains, with direct routes to Midtown,
placing you at the entrance or within walking distance.
Climbing up and down monstrous rocks and boulders,
quite a feat for a child-
Rollerblading on paved park streets of concrete,
swerving in and out of big orange cones.
All weekend hobbies of mine.
Taking breaks between classes,
During four years at Fordham University –
my alma a few blocks away, at Lincoln Center.
Central Park, it was my campus.
Walking through the park with
Friends, family, and lovers,
Walking through the park to work,
Part-time gig a few blocks away on
5th Avenue, New York’s tourist trap
and shopping strip.
Central Park reminds me of my youth,
of my young adulthood,
of my strong connection to the New York
that raised me.
Shot by me in Central Park, New York
Wordless Wednesday: Coney Island
Nature, NYC, photography, wordless wednesdayWordless Wednesday: Brooklyn Bridge
Adventures, NYC, photography, Travel, United States, wordless wednesdayShot by me, Brooklyn Bridge – Brooklyn, New York
Wordless Wednesdays: NYC Graffiti
Adventures, NYC, photography, wordless wednesdayShot by me in Chinatown, NYC
The Haze
free form, free verse, freeform, NYC, photography, poetry, Well BeingIt was thick and opaque like fog rolling in overnight.
A silent killer, eating me away inside;
I didn’t even realize –
My heart was hardening.
Mind always racing, pacing, thinking.
A paralyzing anxiety.
Daily Prompt: Ceremony
free form, free verse, freeform, love, NYC, photography, Well BeingA title can never dictate how the heart feels.
Nor does it define a relationship.
It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug.
Titles, formalities, ceremonies – seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship.
What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, and safety causes distress?
When the vows and foundation are broken,
when heartache sprouts like weeds through concrete.
Pic taken by me in Brooklyn, New York