I see you most mornings on the subway
seated in that very same place. You take
up more than your share of space. Brawny,
bearded, some might even call you a badass
with that gold earring and thick chain hanging
low. But we all know your little secret, we see it.
The look on your face, the gestures, give it away.
Yesterday, you bent your head down so that the
little boy you carried in that stroller could reach
up to play with your hat. And then he smiled
at you with that one tooth smile. And you
returned it. Then you saw me watching
you both, right before you got off,
just as we both nodded.
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