Saturday, May 26, 2018

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Saturday, April 7, 2018

This Bitter Earth

"So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars’ll be out...." Jack Kerouac, ON THE ROAD


















Friday, April 6, 2018