Tuesday, June 28, 2005


It was a large bee, I admit, but please, commuters, is it really necessary to screech and squeal like the world's most solipsistic porn star at the mere sight of such a creature, probably fleeing the downpour in a subway car just like everyone else?
At DeKalb Ave. a passing acquaintance from college boarded and sat next to me, her face freckled as if pocked with a thousand stings. She didn't notice me and I certainly wasn't going to say anything. I got off 2 stops later, to the buzz of the last song on the CD I was listening to, a tune called "Bumblebee." Nice.

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