House on the corner

There’s a solitary house at the end of a long road by the beach.  Trick or treaters know never to go down there for candy.   The windows are covered up with sheets and it is impossible to see in.  That doesn’t seem to stop whoever is in the house from trying to see out, though.



Night strolls

Recently, my life changed drastically.  I lost my job and my apartment and had to move in with relatives in a more rural area outside of the city.  I still look for work every day, but it is incredibly humbling and discouraging.  The only peace I can seem to find is at night walking around the neighborhood.  No one is out on the street except for the crickets.  Most of the homes in the area are just vacation homes and are empty now that the summer season is over.  A few have timer or motion lights that go on when I pass.  Sometimes I wonder if they really are uninhabited or if someone is really in there.




Already Halloween for someone

I saw this the other day during one of my night walks.  It’s a discarded costume of some sort, but it is too early for this to be for Halloween and I don’t know what exactly it could be for otherwise. I just hope that the people in the summer houses really did leave for the winter and aren’t still lying motionless in their homes, the victims of whoever was wearing this. When I went back the next day, it was gone and the only proof I have that it happened it this pic.


Incredibly still

The incessant hum of cicadas overrides any other sound in the night air of summer.  People would rather stay inside than go for walk because the air is so  thick with humidity even at night. It’s lonely out there when you take an evening walk.  However , you can never shake the feeling that you are not competely alone.



Alone on the platform

Tonight’s trip home was unexpected.  Everyone on the 7 train seemed to file out of the station quickly and I was completely alone on the platform.


As I was walking down to the LIRR platform that connects to the street, I had a strange feeling that I was being watched. I looked up and saw someone standing and staring in my direction.  There was no one else around and it was uncomfortable because this person did not move.