F train, 34th Street to York St., May 16, 2018
I saw his trench coat first, then his sneakers, then his face: creative, stylish, thoughtful. He jumped right in. He writes music and produces. Have a listen here.

On this day full of suspense
not a hint of better. Approached
to write a letter in the form
of a poem. Appeared in my view,
the absence of a poet. The task
I took grew into these words that
are flowing. First name Rowan,
which makes it easy to be “GO IN.”

Read a poem by Rebecca L.

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