Tag Archives: Brooklyn

Subway Three F train



A certain whiteness of summer in the florescent light

a silent buzzing in between the ears

A tall , dark gentlemen offers me a seat

silent praises, thanks


Time is tangible

brightness of 15 minutes early

sadness, fatigue behind heavy eyes


smells of morning showers, soapy product sprays

probing, surveying for insight

touching sadness in the sunlight

swampy, soggy


last night at the kitchen table

we spoke into each others eyes

the tides of our losses

pushing us together

dolphin pod