His sneakers are all black and look to be almost new. His jeans are not. They are starting to fray at the cuffs, two holes worn through at the knees, one on the inside of his left knee the other almost on top of his right knee. Through the holes I can see his grey…
Tag: Monday mornings are hard
Partially Laced Boots
He is wearing fawn-colored, thick-soled, construction boots that look brand new and completely unbroken. They are not laced all the way up, instead he has laced them up five rows and tied them off, just until the bottom of his ankle, like when you wear sneakers. Between his feet is a black duffel bag. His…
Silver Hairs
Silver hairs curl up around his dark brown cornrows that are shot through with silver as well. A black earwarmer headband covers just the tops of his ears. The young child next to him offers him a bite of her breakfast sandwich and he accepts. Black beads from the bottoms of his cornrows lay lightly…
NYC Monday Morning
They have the shell-shocked, thousand-yard, dead-eyed stare of war survivors, but it’s really just NYC on a Monday morning. They stare vacantly at the opposite wall and he has his hand on her thigh. After a few minutes she regains some awareness and starts aimlessly looking around the train.
Little Gentian 