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Love on the Steinway Platform

Spotted her

highlighted hair tight in a bun

black cotton dress

simple white sneakers

so f’in cool.


Wanted to say Good morning

the lump in my throat

bigger than a grapefruit.

Pretended to read the NY Times

fascinating story on beach erosion.


She texted all the way to 57th Street

so many boyfriends

so little time

missed my stop

ended up with the delinquents at Times Square.


Jostled by a twenty something

combat boots and overloaded back pack

he’d have a chance with her

mister young and rippling

so f’in cool.


I imagine she’s picking up

her iced Macchiato

ordered on the app

five more points toward

a free chocolate croissant.

—
John Attanas is a writer and teacher. He is currently an MFA student at the City College of New York.

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