I Went Walking Far From Home

If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish. – Charles Dickens

Distance: 5.5 miles

Neighborhoods traversed: Bay Ridge, Sunset Park, Prospect Heights, Park Slope

Number of streets/blocks crossed: 79

Number of avenues crossed: 8

Musical accompaniment: Conor Oberst/Bright Eyes (all photo captions are song lyrics)

Purpose: Transportation, Thinking

Frequency: 5 – 6 times a week

SAM_2528
The whole world’s just a little oyster
SAM_2649
Another century spent pointing guns at everything that moves
SAM_2650
I can’t tell where the canvass stops, homesick as an astronaut.
SAM_2656
Encoded arc our common cause
SAM_2518
You can choose the high or the lower road
SAM_2517
As we pass over on the arc of time
SAM_2527
But the devil’s in the details
SAM_2680
The worm in my heart is the apple of your eye.
SAM_2679
A downpour of sweat, damp cotton clouds
SAM_2677
This is the first day of my life
Swear I was born right in the doorway
SAM_2670
So you walk that way, I’ll walk this way
SAM_2665
Did it all get real, I guess it’s real enough
They got refrigerators full of blood
SAM_2652
I watched your face die backwards
Little baby in my memory
SAM_2645
But I bet the stars seemed so close at the end
SAM_2532
Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn’t play
SAM_2519
See the Soul Singer in the session band
SAM_2521
If I could change my mind, change the paradigm
Prepare myself for another life
SAM_2539
How’d it get so dark in the day?
SAM_2559
I never dreamed of heaven much till they put him in the ground
SAM_2565
Holding our tears as we flip the album
What if this leads to ruin?
SAM_2569
One for the tyrant, one for the slaughtered lamb
SAM_2662
Drenched us in approximated sunlight
SAM_2587
The black machine
Played it all from memory
A fever dream
SAM_2590
Don’t go there
You’re getting nowhere
SAM_2586
My maiden mother crone
SAM_2584
I’d give a fortune to your infomercial
If somebody would just take my call
SAM_2575
With the Son of God just hanging like a common criminal
SAM_2573
And make a plan to love me sometime soon
SAM_2598
“Where are we going?” and he looks at her and he says “We’re going to a party.
It’s a birthday party. It’s your birthday party.
SAM_2595
How time can move both fast and slow
Amazes me
SAM_2609
We were a goldmine and they gutted us
SAM_2603
If you could just crack the shell open
I think inside you would find something sweet.
SAM_2622
You know I’ll call you eventually
When I wanna talk, ’til then you’re invisible
SAM_2685
I have my drugs, I have my woman
They keep away my loneliness
SAM_2688
When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
SAM_2696
But I sing glory from my lowest
And I will say peace to the people I meet
SAM_2617
Baby tell me where’d you go for days and days
SAM_2599
Fall asleep reading science fiction
I want to fly in your silver ship
SAM_2610
In the sunshine, try to act normal
SAM_2638
One for the Führer, one for his child bride
SAM_2659
And if life seems absurd what you need is some laughter
SAM_2639
You see stars that clear have been dead for years
But the idea just lives on
SAM_2640
I’m gonna write another traveling song
About all the billion highways and the cities at the break of dawn

By Ally Malinenko

I live in Brooklyn which is good except when it’s not which is horrid. I’ve been writing for awhile, and have some stuff published and some stuff not. I don’t like when people refer to pets as their children and I can’t resist a handful of cheez-its when offered. I have a burning desire to go to Antarctica, specifically to the South Pole so I can see where Robert Falcon Scott died. I like to read books. I like to write stories and poems. I even wrote some novels. You can read them.

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