Monday1
8:20 am2
He's always here.
Near the edge of the tracks
nodding his head to the rythms
beating through his headphones.3
Sometimes4
He sits at one of the cafe tables
writing or reading.5
I'm the telescope
the spyglass
watching, mind wondering.6
Document. Document.7
Camera. Photograph.8
He sways.
His movements are perfect.9
Beautiful.10
Feet move backward
ten steps
stop
far enough for him not to notice
finger poised over the button
finding the right angle11
ready, steady, ready12
snap
click
click
snap13
Wonderful.14
The metro comes. He follows into step behind the
suit-wearing-brief case-high class-
odd one out.15
Camera blinks16
just
one
more
time.17
Wonderful.18
1:10 pm19
Violet tags along for lunch
gabbing a millions away
charred vegeterian pizaa stuck between her teeth
flying from her motuh.20
Disgusting.21
I try not to frown, staring down at my
cold sandwich.
conversation blah blah blah
me spacing out, world 22
shrinking
shrinking23
into a small ring box. 24
She talks.
I wander.25
Searching for him.
Nowhere. Nowhere. Nowhere.26
2:05 pm27
Violet and I tkae
the E40 metro back to Ma Shan
me jumping up in the crowd
looking. Nowhere. Nowhere.
Violet's too buys chattering to notice
me not paying attention.28
Still nowhere. Nowhere.29
No Photo.30
Sigh.31
We board.32
Train squeals off.33
4:00 pm34
Strollers
lots of pink, blue, and red strollers.
Chubby hands and feet kicking
grabbing for a hand
a cookie
a sippy cup
a toy.
They laugh
I smile
and Remember what it was like to be
small.35
4:15 pm36
I see him.37
Two benches ahead of me.
Heart lurches
and somehow
gets caught in my throat.
I can feel it pounding
stuck between my lungs38
boom
boom
boom39
bam
bam
bam40
and my insides lose it.41
His body spreads out, relaxing.
It's tired. Limpy. His head falls back
he opens his mouth, yawns. I pretend
to grab it, cage it. Watching, watching
until C22
hisses to a stop, spits people out
and calls more on.42
I take one last look43
and secretly44
wish him Good-night.45
Author notes
Guess whose back, back again. I am back. Tell a friend lmao.
okay seriously. sorry to all of you who haven't seen me in like ages. Recently moved to another city so I've been busy. Anyway, here's some of the stuff I've been writing while away. Now, this one might seem weird and confusing. It's based off a dream I had a few nights ago. Hopefully, things will start making sense-and soon, because I myself don't get it comments!!! comment!!!
Please tell me what you think
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Beat-nick.
Yes, that's what this puts me in mind of.
It flows, but not the way some people would want to read it.
It's exceptional good. I can't wait to start digging around in your collection.
beginning: 4, language: 3, plot: 4, ending: 4, dialog: 4, characters: 4.
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wow!!!
i like the world you created and the guy...how he can be limpy but still someone we want for the girl! and her range of emotions and thoughts and talents...i like it a lot!!! (=
beginning: 4, language: 5, plot: 4, ending: 5, dialog: 4, characters: 5.
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lol! thanks so much Bee!! i was wondering when someone would read this
it's my 'come-back story' hee 
I should have more posted soon.
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