May 21, 2021 - Forever Fridays.
At Fifty-fifth and Ninth, I wait for the light to turn green.
I like watching the brake lights turn on and off at sunset.
I like taking my time on a bicycle at night; forever Fridays,
letting the city direct my steps, keep my time, and fill in
the blank spaces of my mind. Every detour, a terrace, every
delay, a balcony. The view is Saturday. The pace is Sunday.