Eyes by Dylan Winchell

I recently looked in the mirror – I often do this – and stared into my own eyes for about five minutes or so, just standing there. Usually I never glean much from this little ritual; memories I accidentally repressed that have no particular meaning are frequent visitors. Occasionally I will see another’s pupils dilate … More Eyes by Dylan Winchell

Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge by Satish Reginald

There’s an assumption that it won’t just fall. That the steel suspension cables will hold. That they won’t crumble amid our evening stroll. The thought doesn’t cross our minds at all. So we prance across this bridge enthralled, by skyline views of a stunning world. Taking blissful photos for our friends to show, of this … More Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge by Satish Reginald