1 Train to 116th Street. September 19th
She only had one stop to write this beautiful little poem. I was amazed. One stop is usually a deal-breaker. Brave writer.
Feeling heavy today
like the way it
is when you
can’t make jello
fit in yar strainer
Get up and just
go
cuz you know
it will all slip
through anyway
[…] the MTA on a daily basis, it’s comforting to glimpse how others think about their commutes. But the spur-of-the-moment reflections about the writer’s day (link ), or the gripes about family, or the child’s ode to a polar bear are all more satisfying […]