Matt ONeilDaydreaming at a FuneralI reached in my pocket and pulled out my Ipod. With a click, slight twirl and another click I replayed the song — Mustache Man (Wasted), my…Mar 16, 2017Mar 16, 2017
Matt ONeilAfter Midnight on the Blue LineI was already light deprived from an early winter Wednesday when I walked out of the Logan Theater. I had just seen the movie with the big…Feb 23, 2017Feb 23, 2017
Matt ONeilThe Girl With the Homeless Man’s TwizzlersI was walking down Paulina Street towards Division when I saw a guy pushing a shopping cart across the street up ahead. He left my field of…Feb 12, 2017Feb 12, 2017
Matt ONeilMaybe, I’m a SuperheroThe audio-visuals aren’t completely in focus in my memory, just the emotions. There are three figures on Belden Avenue under the yellow…Feb 1, 2017Feb 1, 2017