Saturday, August 26, 2017

New York Wandering

terrified
searching
feet wet
water paper fish
rain into my fear
fill me up and let me drown
out the noise
honk scream memory
I'm 14 sitting on the roof laughing
the sky is close and I
feel
brave
puddle cabs
14th street or 16th street
I think

I'm lost
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