TELL ME ABOUT NY

NY is depth and density. this city is Speedy Gonzalez

& shared absurd moments on trains.

NY is eye contacts and fractions of a story’s climax.

breaking boundaries to build bridges. build me up, buttercup.

NY is switching languages and tones. swapping numbers, losing phones.

it’s pushing limits & sleep punctuated by sirens.

NY is boiling coldbrew, pressure washes at 23rd Av stop at 2:30am.

it’s strangers no mó, dancing ensemble. better sans technology.

impromptu dinners with impossible friends. planning, plotting, peace.

running, rushing, release. encore et en corps. warm beds, your cats. hygge.

it’s a Brooklyn bound L(oli). wrong right train dropping you off at

@houseofyesnyc instead of East Village.

new, to run out old. old, to remind you of what’s new.

NY is Napoli pizza and Jerry Seinfield.

native noreaster neige and Naomi Campbell bump-ins.

INter-view

1. Can you make me proud?

2. Can I stick around?

3. Can we all forget?

4. Can we win that bread?

5. Can we win the war?

6. A war we can’t control?

7. Can we take the trip?

8. Can we lose our grip?

SHHH

My favorite music these days

Is silence

The one that you fill with your favorite notes

That make you cry

That make you shy

That speak of lands

Of criss-crossed hands.

My favorite music these days

I can only hear

Private like a prayer

Layer over layer

Murmur over stone

A whisper in a phone.

(a)larme

The guardians of each other’s solitude, Rilke once said.

That imposes presence.

How can you guard what is not yours to protect?

Then I remembered,

That solitude never belongs

But envelops

Penetrates

Infiltrates

One at a time.

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