Unremarkable

His eyes were too close to the surface of his face. He had a protruding forehead, but lacked the haunted, deepset eyes. His nose was unspectacular and undefined, wide and rather flatish, it blended in with the rest of his face. He had dark brown eyes where the pupil was undifferentiated from the iris and…

Writing You

She wanted to grab a hold of him and whisper into his sweat-flushed skin: “I think I wrote about you in another life and I traced our lives into your flesh. Tales of seeing you on a packed subway car where the only person I let touch me was you – the stranger in the…

Absorbed

Head bowed over his phone, thumbs moving quickly, headphones in. Dirty blond hair cut close, his neck needs to be shaved soon, little bit of stubble on his cheeks. Backpack between his legs, light brown pants, darker brown shoes. He opens his legs wider, his right foot tipping onto its knife-edge. Not a snub nose…

Veins

Delicately protruding veins lace the back of her hand and her knuckles are slightly red. She’s carrying a bouquet of flowers – yellow and purple. Three bracelets on her right wrist, metallic black stones, a silver circlet charm bracelet, and rosy pink-brown stones. Dyed auburn hair and her eyes are closed behind her sunglasses. Pale…

Clown

She had long, thin, coltish legs and wore shorts with a high waist that covered her bellybutton. Her Dijon mustard yellow shirt was a crop top that exposed a few inches of skin. Her long wavy hair was loose and fell down past her shoulders, a few shades off from her shirt. But what drew…

Flip It

A man and a woman enter the train, the doors sliding shut behind them. The man lounges against the doors, his skin flushed and a little sweaty. He’s wearing running clothes, loose fitting running pants and a tight shirt that clings to his flat stomach. She is in a bright red, long-sleeved hoodie, tight spandex…

Freckles

He was tall enough – had legs long enough – to hang his backpack off his knee by the strap and not have it touch the train floor. At random moments, probably in sync with the music or game playing on his phone, he would jiggle his right heel up and down, while tapping his…

Male Counterpart

He looks good in soft, dark blue sweatpants, his green and black running shoes. He’s writing in a spiral notebook, legs crossed so he can use the top one to write – like me. Light brown hair, pale, slatey blue t-shirt under a blue and black striped hoodie with a black hood, under an unzipped…

Absent

Her hair is parted a little bit to the left of center. It’s straight and conforms to the curves of her head. Some hangs outside the collar of her coat and some hangs inside, the ends turning up a little towards each other leaving a small space of throat between them. Her fingers are long…

Country-City Boy

There was something about men when they did that casual slouch. Stomach curved in, hips slid out just a little that made her want to straddle and ride that. It didn’t hurt that this guy had a vague farmer’s tan and aviators sitting crooked on top of his buzzed brown hair. He was just enough…

Outsider

Rectangular, black-framed glasses sit right before the tip of his nose. He pushes them back up to right below the bump of the bridge of his nose. He probably puts his hands back in his pockets to occupy them, he only takes them out to hold the subway pole or adjust his red and black…

Wild Child

She has thin, slender wrists and small palms. Her fingers are long and dexterous, her nails unpainted and trimmed short. The spaces between her bony knuckles are long. She is a wild child with long, full, and wavy red hair highlighted with gold. The curls turn softly at the end, when they are further up…