Standing in the subway, waiting for the R train to come ("3 minutes away" says the countdown timer, but who really knows?) and my blood is still vibrating with rage from that guy upstairs on the corner.
He was yelling at kind of everybody, but then he started talking smack to me, too. "Oooh, faggot, gonna suck his cock?" he says to me, indicating some random passerby while I stare resolutely forward, trying to ignore him. .
The train pulls into the station and I visualize the jerk floating in front of me, hovering over the tracks, but as the train hurtles by, his shade is shoved down the station to the other end of the platform, and he becomes little more than a memory.
One year ago: Inadvertently Funny
Two years ago: Blast Zone
Three years ago: It Didn't Help
Four years ago: Make Believe
Seven years ago: Cold Winter's Night That Was *So* Deep