November 2007
20 posts
He pulled back his hair and asked for style advice. ‘Man,’ I said. ‘Your forehead is like a mix between Frankenstein’s and a cro magnon’s.’
Tall, tan and lean walked by, diverting his blue eyes from the rest of us. ‘Speaking of men who are really women…’ said the law student.
Car crash in 3 variations. A sedan rear ends an SUV, a moving truck backs into a tree, and a bicyclist survives the fall, the van did not.
Picking up the prescriptions, she realized she forgot one thing. He nudged her on, eyeing me as I looked for somnitabs, next to the condoms.
In 3 days I found my nephew too old to lift, ex boyfriends always think of sex, and two 6 hour bus rides mean nothing to lifelong friends.
‘I don’t like it long, but I want it kept thick. Oh. Don’t touch the bald spot,’ she said. I shared a smiling glance with my new stylist.
The boys know how I take my coffee. The guard stops asking for ID. Even the novelty of going to a different restaurant is old. I am routine.
She was anxious to take the photo, cars honking behind her. Her husband waited patiently below the arch for the oblivious students to leave.
They each had a cane. He limped on the left. She on the right. ‘I can’t,’ she yelled. ‘I have a blood disorder.’ She tried to outpace him.
‘I went to an all guys school,’ he said. ‘All right. You have one more block to find your car or else I’ll take a cab,’ said the girl.
Bank Notes
He kept cursing, trying to insert his WaMu card, until he noticed a BoA envelope was lodged in the slot, leaving us cashless in the rain.
Old Time Swingers
The couple held hands, liver spots touching, & their host reminded them to exit at 157. ‘You want to sit on my lap?’ he asked. She giggled.
Pop Quiz
He looked like a professor. He handed me a folded piece of paper, with the number 56. ‘Would you like to answer a short question?’ he asked.
The Date Sim
‘Do you want to try?’ I handed him my pink DS. His friends laughed at our conversation over Mario Kart. I missed my stop, not getting his #.
Advice to Drunks
Cody, the homeless subway poet, offered a piece to the couple near the door. ‘Youth is a holiday,’ he recited. ‘No worries to frown about.’
A Cooter Ment
She stopped smiling once I put down the cortisone, the antibiotic, the flea spray, and the powder foundation. ‘Do you have a CVS card?’
Wet 'n Styling
In my one suit, drenched, the D train moved even more erratic than the guy next to me, combing his afro while he vogued. I struck a pose.
Puns in Dirty Mirrors
‘You’re mad,’ yelled the girl from across Broadway. ‘No,’ said her friend. ‘You mad. You mad he’s coming home at 5 after coming in me.’
GRE Instructions
The Prometric agent handed back my ID with a key to a locker. The lady next to me shook her head. ‘Like prison all over again,’ she said.
The Stage Diner
The table got up after seeing the menu. ‘Thank you,’ said our plump waiter. ‘It’s expensive,’ she shrugged, as I planned my own escape.
Side Note
You know your costume is lacking when you decide you have to write ‘evil Jedi’, ‘zombie clown’ or ‘rape victim’ on the back.