"type of guy who you knew had no papers folded and lost at the bottom of his backpack"

i bought a stamp at the post office today to mail off my february rent and when the teller handed me a perforated rectangle with peter pan's face on it i laughed

i crossed 29th street keeping an eye on the stranger's three legged dog walking towards me as a blonde boy on the second floor of the villas played his ukelele

"Here I am walking down the street, part of the throng, melting into the pot. That's why, when I was 16, I moved to New York. Not to find myself - I already knew what I was like - but to lose myself and disappear."
- Johnathan Horowitz, multimedia artist