Fiftieth Entry Tuesday, May 5th, 2020 Luckily nothing.Those two words were all I wrote on the first Tuesday in May 2020. The empty space below the two words offered an opportunity to look back on May 5th, in mid-October as I was preparing to send this entry. Those...
Forty-ninth Entryclick for detail Monday, May 4th, 2020 Last night was the third night in a row that the mobile morgue’s chiller was off. Continuing south on Seventh Avenue, I realized I hadn’t seen the usual clan of rats in a few nights. They were born early in the...
Forty-eighth Entry Sunday, May 3rd, 2020 Today I had an espresso, my first since the lockdown started. Served in a tiny paper cup less than 2″ tall, it probably contained the same amount of paper used in the meter-long receipt from yesterday’s hand sanitizer purchase....
Forty-seventh Entry Saturday, May 2nd, 2020 The Kentucky Derby was not run today. On this sunny Saturday afternoon, Spring Street was much busier than two or three weeks ago, but still much quieter than “normal.” This afternoon, I went out to photograph hand-lettered...
Forty-sixth Entry Friday, May 1st, 2020 Noise has reemerged. It’s unclear why city noises are returning. Perhaps a blend of warmer temperatures and local restlessness, but maybe it is simply a matter of need. This place may need noise; it may be part of this city’s...
Forty-fifth Entry click for next moment Friday, May 1st, 2020 At 8:30 AM, I overheard my neighbor, a twenty-something Republican (I assume) talking to his parents on the phone. I have heard one side of these conversations on many mornings since the quiet of Covid...
