Die Writing

On the metro #14

Posted in Uncategorized by erdaron on March 12, 2012


You know what, screw the numbers.

Kachunk, kachunk

A young couple going out for the evening. The guy is wearing a tweed sports coat. It is trim and fits him very well. The girl is wearing a camel-colored pea coat that’s too large for her and looks bulky. They spend most of their time holding hands, kissing, and giggling at inaudible jokes.

Hold on. The guy’s hair is cut short and his beard is neatly trimmed. Her hair is an opinionated mass. His nails are long, like a guitar player’s, and accurately groomed. Hers are short, with a hasty and superficial attempt to cover up a nail-grazing habit. The turquoise polish is about half-way gone through attrition of time, and no attempts have been made to revitalize its appearance.

He sits up straight, with his hands clasped in his lap, while she is curled up on her seat next to him, and her hands are either wrapped around his neck or plunging into his hair. His hair, of course, is properly mannered and refuses to appear to be disturbed by this assault.

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