1 train, 116th street to 14th Street, December 2nd, 2019
Jen is a theater director working on an MFA. I saw her chatting on the platform and sensed she had a poem. There was no negotiation. She said, “Sure!”
To all mirrors
I have passed
a part of soul
remains.
an inch of flesh
Each country finds
repetition
with or without history
Are you an only child too?
reflections revolutions
runny nose and remind.
I thought I saw you
cross the street.