Tagged: L train

for seven stops on

for seven stops on
the L-train this morning, we
read our books, sneaking

in the tiniest expressions
just for each other to translate
.
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as soon as the doors slide

as soon as the doors slide
open on the Manhattan-
bound
L-train, we pick our
seated target, step
into the car,
making a beeline
to settle in front of our
fellow commuter
who looks most like
a Lorimer
or a Bedford –
if we get lucky,
it’s a smooth,
seated ride the rest
of the way, even if
we get a little stuck
in the tunnel
.
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on a scale from walking

on a scale from walking
to sprinting, we make
the transfer, keep pace
with fellow commuters –
it’s how i imagine
the Pamplona encierro
running with the bulls,
someone slips
sometime –
but here, in
Brooklyn, between
the L-train and the
G-train, no one’s looking
out to save us
.
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heavy man on the

heavy man on the
L, dangling –
by a thread of
sleep deprivation
from the vertical
handrails, nodding
off outside
the beat of my
evening commute
selection, maybe
waiting
for the transitional
bridge to catch him
.
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on the L – the only train

on the L – the only train
whose passengers have a
figure lit above their foreheads
counting down the number
of stops before they
disembark – i take my chances
standing in front of a young
lady, hedging my bets that
she will not change her
mind this morning. thank
goodness for this new
installation – the L
train: executing MTA’s
experiments, transporting
perfectly poised guinea pigs
.
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