Sub 1

For a person with claustrophobia, I really love the subway. I learned public transit on the subway here. First the green 6 up to the Met. I was pretty excited about that. Then the shuttle from Grand Central to Times Square, and the N up to my friend’s place by Columbus Circle. The subway always […]

Power

The burden of how I might feel on my birthday was gone. At the end of school, I put the flowers my dad and stepmom sent into my bag and walked to the uptown subway instead of the downtown. A girl with her own birthday balloon, in the shape of a giant cupcake, crossed a […]

Open-Ended

I bought ten postcards. A block from my school, at the post office where I have mailed three packages overnight to Albany (teacher certification nonsense) and the title to my car and my rent check, I bought ten postcard stamps. I picked the one of Broadway theaters, first. I know she liked going to the […]

Burden

The first time I visited the New Museum, there was a human figure writhing on the floor, and I never was sure if it was a living human or a very well-made automaton. And I ate an excellent red velvet cupcake. So I was sold. This time, Chris Burden’s show offered a line to wait […]