13 May 2010

the lights go out on the train as it crosses the river. i can feel the darkness even through closed eyes; children scream. as the lights come back on i open my eyes and they fall on the boy in front of me. he is standing near the door on the opposite side of the train. between the people standing around him i can see he fingers a rosary that he has attached to his belt. the other hand holds a book open which his eyes never move from. the small silver crucified figure dangling from red beads is revealed as he opens his hand. he releases it, yawns and continues reading.

/ may 4th, L train 1 pm