Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

A Bridge Not Too Far

It took me 5 years to cross this bridge. Five years of back and forth, and not finding my way. Let others use it to good, it served me no purpose.


Taken: 04/26/2012 in Tribeca, New York. The Tribeca Bridge leads to Rockefeller Park or to Stuyvesant High School. They're both good. Just depends on what you're after.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Too Early to Tell

A dead goose tells no tales. This one stood frozen, challenging the wind to knock him over. It was for naught.

Taken: 05/15/2010 in Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY. The geese filled the lake and some were putting on a display worthy of a contortionist's jester. Soon after, the city came for them, citing regulation (something to do with parades).

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Under The Bus

Soul-less and kicked, unceremoniously, to the kerb, this fellow decided his decaffeinated charge would parallel his existence.


Taken: 01/14/2011 in Ditmas Park, Brooklyn, NY. The rather weak person with lowered eyes decided that the best place for his can of RedBull was the snow underfoot. Clearly it didn't give him enough energy to throw it into the trash receptacle 35 feet away.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Denial of Grace

When even the street doesn't want your bike, you must rethink your options.

Always rethink your options. Damn the street.