fiction
Mist / Myth

Mist / Myth

Fascinated by Eve, they pursue her. She laughs at their witlessness... and blindness. Within reach of their clutches, she morphs into a tree— Then throws mist into their eyes...
Fiji - Boy Oh Boy

Fiji – Boy Oh Boy

A dark fairytale, a crepuscular fable for the times we live in...
Self-Portrait 10/29

Self-Portrait 10/29

Self Portrait 6/16

Self Portrait 6/16

Self portrait
Mṛgaśīrṣā

Mṛgaśīrṣā

Self-Portrait 9/4

Self-Portrait 9/4

FZ-Portrait 6/21

FZ-Portrait 6/21

Be Yourself Tonight

Be Yourself Tonight

Mocha Bar: a sea of ghetto fab and in the midst of all that, an anomaly— a red headed Viking stares at me—or should I say we exchange covert glances while I attempt to focus on a martini, or an old friend; a new acquaintance; clocking the Viking’s movements from my locus of interaction. Glimpsed...
FLIGHT

FLIGHT

In the street I feel very unsafe, frightened. Killer Angels roam the streets. With me is a small boy, I am here to protect him. He says nothing, he too is scared, and huddles against me. I mean to comfort him, but I tremble. The streets are so unsafe. I press hard at the doorbell....
Instantanés #4: Brooklyn Bridge Park

Instantanés #4: Brooklyn Bridge Park

Brooklyn Bridge Park, September 19, 2010. This might have been a dream…
Entertainment, Tonight

Entertainment, Tonight

The couple next to me are being effortlessly annoying. She indulges the conceit of being the only beautiful girl in the world, and he’s preying on her idiocy. At some point she gets up for the bathroom, he glances over at me and smiles. He takes out a cigarette, “Do you have a light?”