It poured late into the night and through the morning commute. The trains were slow. I closed my eyes to listen to some muffled hip hop from across the car. A sunken Asian girl slumped her head on to her Gucci purse. Her oversized headphones slid forward. I opened my eyes. I watched watched drip, drip, drip of an umbrellla down a hand rail.
We stopped at Canal. We stopped several times inbetween. The announcer scratched on about the R,N & Q lines experiencing delays. I considered Asako Narahashi's photo collection, half awake and half asleep in water.
Photo credit: Asako Narahashi.