Strolling through the World Trade Center area, in New York City, always brings back memories. It’s peaceful and also bittersweet. It offers an escape into a universe frozen in time and place, and yet still evolving, a metaphorical and physical place where we can still mourn, recollect our thoughts and selves, and where we can remember. Always remember.
Alina Oswald is a writer, photographer and educator covering LGBTQ+ related stories, documenting the HIV/AIDS pandemic, and, most recently, Coronavirus pandemic. Published nationally and internationally, she is a member of the Undetectable flash collective, Arts Editor of A&U Magazine--America's AIDS Magazine, columnist at Out IN Jersey Magazine, and also the author of Journeys Through Darkness: A Biography of award-winning, legally blind photographer Kurt Weston. Contact her online at alinaoswald.com.
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Oh, thank you so much. I appreciate it. I feel the same way. Also, there’s a kind of serenity, soul-searching, inner peace kinda feeling related to that place, WTC. Thanks again for your kind words.
ALINA OSWALD 
I still get chickenboobs when I see the images….
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Oh, thank you so much. I appreciate it. I feel the same way. Also, there’s a kind of serenity, soul-searching, inner peace kinda feeling related to that place, WTC. Thanks again for your kind words.
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