Live out of a suitcase. Meet a clown. Fall in love.
September 30, 2009
Strangers in the Public Space
Remember? Uptown A train. Sunday at around 9pm. I was the black dude reading Bukowski's Post Office. You were reading the Arts and Leisure section. You passed wind rather loudly and started chuckling. I'd like to see you again. The flatulence wasn't a turn-off.