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Curly Hair, writing on the Downtown Train

Wednesday May 16, 2012 at 7:02 pm

I got on the A train from 145th and saw you. You had curly hair held up with a fringed scarf. You wore a blue dress and a canvas jacket. I wore khaki pants and tall black boots. As you wrote in your notebook we made eye contact a few times, and a tossed a weak smile your way. I thought of a million ways to try and stumble into a conversation with you. While I boiled up courage, I watched you write. Your focus was as much a deterant as it was an attraction. I stepped off the train defeated I had not heard your name or your voice. You waved goodbye to me as your train pulled off.

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