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Picking up — Speed. 210 through Pasadena Monrovia in the — Rearview. Downtown rears over the ridge. Glendale — A blur Then gone. Heading...

Underneath the Pepper tree Illuminated by countless twinkling crystal bulbs Streaming down in tandem with the leaves themselves....

Transit tales from SCV to LB Metrolink zipping, Subway careening, Light rail in Flux, Newhall to Union, 7th Street to Del Amo, Pending a...

In a perpetual state of buzzing activity Union station hums along with the frenetic pace of travel. A place for waiting in nervous...

Walking down Palmetto Street.... Back towards the car, neatly tucked away in a lot by Urth Caffe. Normally a walk like this would make me...

A season unlike any other, rife with the exuberant happenings of life, Standing alone in the annals of others with the same generalizable...

Lifting me up to the crest of Bunker Hill. Entranced as if by a gaze beckoning me ever closer. Gradually the car matriculates towards its...

This poem, based jointly on my experience and the unique history of the Angel's Flight railway, is written experimentally, in the format...

Recently I journeyed over to the Arts District in Downtown Los Angeles with the intention of checking out the newly opened 6th Street...

I briefly visited this enclave tucked away in the core of Los Angeles on a bright, hot Monday - July 18th, 2022. Even on a weekday,...

Rising silently over the 110 freeway the Elysian hills a void in the otherwise bright cityscape an Angel waits watching, meticulously...

Dear Los Angeles, I’m writing to let you know that I love you. Deeply and unabashed. Not at first sight, but over time, with miles logged...

From Santa Monica on a Sunday in June. Montana street is alive With a steady energy That only Sunday may bring. People and their dogs...