NYC based Writer
My mom is a Special Education teacher in rural Florida. This morning she sent me a letter to her students, so I could…
I looked up at this man on the train and told him that his fly was left down, but it wasn’t. After he checked it I laughed with nothing else to say. He thought my strange joke funny. We got off at the next stop and he bought me a coffee.
New York, you are my cradle.