Some of the most compelling and bizarre writing that I have ever seen has been etched on bathroom stalls, random walls, subway seats, and dimly lit staircases.
I don't know what compels us to fill in those empty spaces or to mark up pristine walls, but we do. And as a writer I am fascinated why in the privacy of stalls and desolate hallways makes people spill their thoughts.
This insignificant blog is an outlet for the writing I've seen around me and what I think it means. It'll also be a way for me to repost and interact with others who share my affinity for words, regardless of what medium they happen to be on.
You can always get me to look at something by tagging #wallprohecies and tagging me on @AngelyMercado via Twitter and @anga_mercado via Instagram. The weirder, the better.
Links Worth Mentioning:
My make money/save money blog: The Struggle
My Ridgewood Queens/ screw gentrification blog: Ridgewood Transition
I write about real-estate in NYC: Curbed NY
Feminism: Skirt Collective
NYC in general: Mr. Beller's Neighborhood
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