Tag: patience

  • Waiting.

    Yesterday I saw my bus pull away. It drove right past me. Slow. Deliberate. The driver tooted his horn. I raised my hand. Moving it in the motion of goodbye. Staring at the faces of my works. Unfriendly friendlies. They looked askance. Mouthing wordless pleas. I looked away. Buried my hands deep in my pockets. […]

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