Tag Archives: October

O’Death: Out of Hands We Go

There are some bands, once I discover them, I sink my teeth in and never let go. It was around this time about two years ago. The leaves were yellow, the sun was working part time and it was dark … Continue reading

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It’s that time again. The world becomes dying yellow oranges. Night falls quicker and leaves fall onto sidewalks. Devils begin to open their eyes, stretch and smile after hibernation. Ghosts wander the streets. I walk down a busy Queens street, … Continue reading

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