i’m back in new york city… i love your work
I woke up this morning on a couch in Queens. Ten minutes later I was on the subway. Fifteen minutes after that I was in midtown. Somehow in the middle of the Puerto Rican Day Parade. I smiled at people in the street. Every single one of my senses devoured the city. I wrote poetry. I beamed from ear to ear. I belong here. Oh! And do you know what else happened today? I ran into not one, but TWO people who I love. One in Midtown, and the other in...