Mar 9, 2019Alternate Universe in Which I Never Learn the Word Sorry: Poemstrangers thank me for bumping into them on the T, they scooch closer to me. time is public property the cashier thanks me for exact...
Mar 9, 2019Lost Change: PoemThe girl next to me cries as the hairdresser cuts. Sometimes change is chosen yet loss hurts no less. Since we cannot refuse pain we...