She is wearing brown leather clogs with knee high socks that have thick green bands alternated with tion bright green stripes. She is sewing the frayed inside edge of her burnt orange backpack back together as the train shakes and rocks its way downtown. Her hands are thin and worn, veins and nerves creating a…
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One Arm In
She has one arm in her coat. Thick, wavy brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail. Aviator shades on, one strand of hair curling down and around one arm of the glasses. Her shirt is white with flowers and doughnuts on it. She has a lighter weight button down on over that. A chunky…
I’d love to Talk
Hey All, I would love to talk : ) send me questions or writing prompts! It will help distract me from how much I hate people who chew in my ear, put their gross, used tissues everywhere (I am NOT talking about you mom, more like people on buses), people who take up more space…
Anxiety, Let’s Talk.
Anxiety, Let’s Talk. I know you stem from a plethora of things rooted in my childhood and adolescence, and even young adulthood, but that’s not really what I want to talk about. I wanted to sit down and talk with you because I hope that once you see how you affect me, you might ease…
Leather Bucket Hats
I never knew there were such a thing as leather bucket hats, but there are and this man on the train is wearing one. It looks a tad small for his head, but matches his leather jacket well enough that it is not weird. He is asleep, arms crossed over his chest and around a…
This Week Ten Years Ago
The Week of 1/22/2006 Witty one liner: There is no I in TEAM but there’s a ME!! Quote of the week: “Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson Offbeat oddity (courtesy of the planner): Approximately 75 acres of pizza are consumed in the United States every…
Too Cool, But Not Really
He walks on the train, goes straight to the door to the next car, grabs the bar over my head and plants one foot on the door, leaning back on the door in a smooth, practiced move. He has black shiny dress shoes, black pants, and a knee length brown coat. He looks super badass…
Yo! Two glasses of wine!
Yo! Two glasses of wine! I know I am not a karaoke star and that this is not a movie. Stop trying to convince me that the music piping in through my Beats is surround sound to my own personal music video. I will not dance around this subway car to Taylor Swift! I know…
Welcome to Earth! No One Cares.
There is a man yelling in the middle of the train. I believe he is speaking Spanish, but I have my headphones on and only know that I don’t recognize the words he is spouting during the lulls between songs. He has been going strong since we left the 145 street station and we are…
Dear Butt
Dear Butt, I know you think you’re adorable and the center of the universe, but you’re not and you need to stop expanding and making my pants too tight. Also, just because I buy you cute underwear does not mean you are my favorite body part, so stop telling everyone that. My knees are getting…
Something I wrote in the back of a Book
Sometimes when I am reading, I will see something or think of something I want to remember so I will write it down in a book, forget about it and then find it months or years later. This is a subway post I wrote in the back of The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories…
Little Gentian 