fifty shades of womens-cut jeans from the gap
"you learn something true everyday"
there are lessons to be learned while transporting one's beta fish from bedstuy to crown heights in its bowl in a cab, if one can only shake the dust from one's eyes:
of the responsivness of liquid to motion;
of the insensitivity of cab drivers;
of the uneveness of nostrand avenue compared to it's more gentrified sisters, bedford or franklin;
of the particular pain that comes with extending oneself, in love, for something that cannot love in return;
of the infallibility of that love.
some nights, i lay in my bed and try to feel the depths of how alone i am. it is an impossible exercise.