anecdotal – GABRIELA YARELIZ

The Capsule

By: Gabriela Yareliz I saw her sitting on a bench on the train platform in what looked like shredded pajamas. She sat there with a satin looking shower cap on her head, surrounded by clumps of mashed potatoes. At least five clumps. She sat there smiling to no one in particular. The people on theContinue reading “The Capsule”

Times Square Circus

By: Gabriela Yareliz There is a circus that does not travel. It stays underground, but it is anything but hidden. Times Square station is like a collection of every performance you wish you hadn’t seen. How this group comes together and decides to split up into every corner of the station, while the rest ofContinue reading “Times Square Circus”