he died his shoes won't have to be double laced any more bottle filled or Gu packed he died somewhere on Ocean Parkway underneath the Saturday rain surrounded by all of Brooklyn he died with thundering cheers in the air rubber soles in the pavement and kids on their toes for a glimpse he died … Continue reading Half of the Half
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Metro Card
In my pocket and warming, sleeps a yellow ticket that's always good for a ride. When the train is coming, an index finger digs into my blue slacks. I lure out the plastic ticket, a cat drawn by a popped can. Until then it lays flat in a brown leather wallet like a Seal cd … Continue reading Metro Card
The Eclogues 