- a subway performer named marco who played a song on his guitar for me and sang about waiting for the train.
- a woman on the bus with a thick accent, gave me a book from her bag after she noticed me reading next to her.
- a man with a soft face and bubbly voice approached me at the refreshment table and thanked me for my poem that evening.
- an uber driver who reminded me of my auntie renee while we talked about microagressions with white people and how great moonlight was.
- an uber driver who bet me his bottle of red raspberry sparkling ice that he could get me from my house to 87th and vincennes without picking up another pool rider.
- a bartender at saved by the max named "houston" that took a shot of whiskey with me during my dinner.
- an artist who recognized me as an artist because of my frida kahlo earrings on the northbount 52a bus and talked so excitedly about his painting techniques, I almost missed my stop.
jan 20 2017 ∞
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