Monday, November 23, 2009
You were wearing a green dress with white buttons. We made eye contact at least three times on the 6 train this morning. All of a sudden you gave a little smile, and looked down at your lap, as though at some secret joke. You never looked up again and I had to get off at Bleeker. I wish I could have seen inside your beautiful head.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2nd, 2009
You left your coat here last winter - w4w
... or rather, you let me wear it home.
I found fun dip in one pocket and your NYPL card in the other.
It's going to keep me deliciously warm this winter as I rack up mountains of overdue fines.