Crickets and Cicadas and Richmond Hill
by Aaron Fernando They play their fiddles in the same way That I unwrap nectarines: Hastily but cautiously Careful not to damage what’s inside Revealed… Read More »Crickets and Cicadas and Richmond Hill
by Aaron Fernando They play their fiddles in the same way That I unwrap nectarines: Hastily but cautiously Careful not to damage what’s inside Revealed… Read More »Crickets and Cicadas and Richmond Hill
by Aaron Fernando when kindling burns, every person who sees it thinks of ashes destruction beauty. when kindling burns, its scent makes its way… Read More »kindling
by Aaron Fernando Inspired by the forgotten Rockaway Beach Branch of the LIRR, opened in 1880 and closed in 1962. They abandoned the tracks and… Read More »The LIRR’s been decaying for a while now
by Aaron Fernando The hum of fluorescent lights has a certain worldliness to it. Like the crackling embers of a bonfire. Or the run-on sentences… Read More »Hum
by Aaron Fernando I’ve never felt like the night is strangling me. Maybe that sounds strange, but what I find strange are the people who… Read More »On the urge to take walks at three in the morning