The bartender slides into your plastic lined booth, explains that the table will remain crooked in perpetuity and asks for your number. She says Flatbush is great, just don't cross the avenue and don't walk home at night. You create mental maps and network in new boroughs. It's only 30 minutes to Union Square, she continues, and you think that's what people say when they have to justify where they live. You look at a one bedroom in Red Hook and wonder how well "exotic" stacks up against "complicated".
It's funny.
People have been making that exact calculation along your skin
for decades.
But you never stuck around long enough
To know the answer that ended up
in their hands.
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