July 2012

Untraveled

Beginning with my first moments on the Blue Line from O’Hare, I catalogue the places I didn’t go. Right out …

In Transit

Argyle (Red Line): The press of humidity is relentless — in the shade and the sun, on the street and …

Little Italy

An echo of my Italian sojourn in 2010, my feet ached terribly the day that I met John, Enrica and …