Tag Archives: stories from the grid

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. She walked in a little circle around me, checking me out. Trying to judge if it was safe to come any closer, I suppose. The pool of vomit, which until … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. Early Saturday morning. Springtime. The sun is out and it’s already warming up. A woman wearing oversized sunglasses is crossing the street. Slung over her right shoulder are four or … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. There wasn’t a streetlight nearby but the lights were still on in the restaurant, spilling onto the sidewalk. Through the window you could see two men in white aprons and … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. The evening rush hour of a warm and windy spring day. A woman wearing a hot pink sweatsuit and a turquoise headband is walking east. She stops at the intersection, … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. It was sometime after 9 on a Thursday night and there were only a handful of people on the bus, which was heading north on Ashland. Because the bus was … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. At the front of the line in the convenience store was a young woman in sweats and a tanktop, holding a tiny suede purse. She had two coffees in styrofoam … Continue reading →

Being part of a series involving Chicago and its surroundings. It was twilight and the young woman was walking south on Orrington, alone, wearing a very bulky winter coat. It was quite cold and so she also had on a … Continue reading →