By: Gabriela Yareliz The golden hour was upon us. Gold rays peeking through the tall city buildings. The evening was beautiful. I saw a radiant pair crossing the street in the opposite direction as me, walking toward me. The tan and smiling man in the white knit short sleeve polo glanced over at her. SheContinue reading “Golden Hour Departure”
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A Little Bit of Nina Simone
By: Gabriela Yareliz Another Monday underground. I am reflecting on the beautiful lunch I have in my bag of vegetables and salmon made by my husband. Grateful. I listen to a podcast about burnt out women whose husbands do nothing and then, they wonder why their wives are raging women— I thank my lucky starsContinue reading “A Little Bit of Nina Simone”
Noise, Despacito
“You need to build a mausoleum in your head with big iron doors so that nobody can get in there except you. You don’t let me in there, you don’t let June in there, you don’t let your manager in there, you don’t let the record company people in there. You have to decide forContinue reading “Noise, Despacito”
—But What is Your Dream?
By: Gabriela Yareliz It was a summer night, and the sun was still shining in the Upper West Side. I was impressed by how bright it was and how tired I felt. I had been looped into a late evening meeting at work and told I could take a car home (which I was gratefulContinue reading “—But What is Your Dream?”
Antonio
By: Gabriela Yareliz The salon was packed with women ready to go on vacation. Today was the day the Brooklyn housewives decided to make a salon stop to make sure they look absolutely fabulous on their trips. There was perfume everywhere and sparkling jewelry sounding like chimes. In one chair, an elderly woman was itchingContinue reading “Antonio”
Ricky
By: Gabriela Yareliz I typically avoid tourists. Most New Yorkers do. We don’t have time for slow walkers or people who take up the entire walkway with their tour group. Today, I was walking through an area that attracts a high volume of tourists. Central Park. As I was walking, some food cart was blastingContinue reading “Ricky”
A Starbucks Monolgoue
“You have to pay a price for your distinctiveness, and it’s worth it.” Jeff Bezos By: Gabriela Yareliz I stopped at Starbucks this morning for a boost of energy; matcha. I felt a lot of desperate energy from the staff. Businesses— they lose their soul through rapid expansion, technological advances, being sold, having a changeContinue reading “A Starbucks Monolgoue”
Bubbles
By: Gabriela Yareliz Stories are everywhere. There are layers and layers of them that we have to chew through. In some places, they are easy to see. In others, you have to work a bit harder. You have to wait a bit longer. It’s like chewing through those gummy bears that are (I swear) madeContinue reading “Bubbles”
Wintering
By: Gabriela Yareliz I think everyone is sick. On the subway, people cough on you with no mercy. By the time you get to work, you feel like a petri dish. The air is so dry and cold, your hands and face hurt. Your eyes sting. The radiator becomes a necessary enemy. Winter. Despite theContinue reading “Wintering”
The Train Awards
By: Gabriela Yareliz There we were. All of us in the moving train car. A small bullet of speed moving underground (much too slow). All of us like shards of glass soon to be dispersed into a million little directions, launched into our day. But before that, we are sharing space. We are avoiding eyeContinue reading “The Train Awards”
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