Richmond Wanderings: Rooftopping on Tuesdays
by Maya Chesley photography by John Dijulio A block from where I live, a wonderful, cluttered building sprouts up from the ground. Ivy beards over its walls, hugging it like an old and near-forgotten lover. We crawl up this ivy, Elise and I, up the rickety black of a ladder that will one day hide […]
The Pipes Call Again (The Distance): Richmond Wanderings
by Maya Chesley No stars wink at me from miles away; no squid-shaped clouds swim across the horizon. Even the moon has nodded off behind the silhouettes of gaunt willows. The Richmond sky, from my spot on the sand, looks flatter than a piece of black construction paper and just as dull. I breathe in. […]
Pipe Dreams and Cracked Pavement: Richmond Wanderings
by Maya Chesley I. We say we will go wandering at 9:00, but we catch our ride at 10:30 when the wind has already stopped teasing and started whining and turning bitter. Chilly. I feel her sour breath slip through the window I lay my head against; through the glass the cold goes, onto my […]