Day Sixty-nine

  1. A taxi cab, late at night, on empty Manhattan streets.
  2. All those people I’ve known and forgotten, who meant so much at the time.
  3. A massive water bug crawling across Exchange Place.  The most urban of wild life.
  4. Exchange Place itself, just in from Broadway, the ancient slope down to Broad Street where a canal once ran.
  5. The knowledge that that canal is still there, though buried and invisible.

Many thanks,

Me

Day Sixty-nine