Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

My Grandma used to live in L.A. She told me the streets were white and the benches were all painted baby blue and palm trees lined the side walks. It was balmy, she said, like the air was the exact same temperature as her skin. It was never a place she would call home though, life always felt like a vacation.

Friday, September 18, 2015

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Wednesday, September 2, 2015