Sunday, November 13, 2016

Stand Clear of the Closing Doors

The boy sprints into the subway car and leaps up to sit between two very confused people on the bench opposite us, where he perches, swinging his legs and grinning at nothing in particular.

Behind him follows an old man with a metal cane and a kufi. He slowly makes his way to a vacant seat further down the bench from the boy and settles his bones.

The two of them sit for a moment, grinning boy and gently smiling old man, until the man leans forward and gives the boy a look, and the boy, still grinning his toothy grin, bounces up and comes down to sit next to his grandfather, where the two of them proceed to go through a shopping bag filled with bananas and pomegranates.
One year ago today: Deja Vu
Two years ago today: Fooling No One
Three years ago today: I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul
Five years ago today: 11/13/11 I know how you feel, kid

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