I wrote a long and totally over-the-top poetic ode to the New York subway system, you guys. It’s on Luna Luna Magazine. I kind of love it in the way I also love watching Interview with the Vampire. It’s filthy and there’s way too much lace, but damn. It tastes so good.
A lil’ nibblet:
…sometimes, buried in your flesh,
we lock eyes through dimensions
with strangers floating in the miasma of your veins,
another train racing ours,
across the universe of the express/local divide,
Would love to know what you think, so comment here or over there or tweet me or something!