For your reading pleasure, a few short poems about my encounters with random people in the city.
The hippie on the train
Birkenstocks and socks,
Short shorts expose pale white thighs,
Frizzy ponytail.

Woman in a power suit at Starbucks who refuses to take off her sunglasses despite being indoors
“Double shot latte.”
(Obviously self-absorbed)
“Skim milk only please.”
The homeless people on the [...]

I just found a hair that didn’t belong to me in my key lime pie. In such disappointing, waste-of-dessert situations like these, I find it helpful to think on the bright side of things.
At least I got to have a few bites before I found the hair. At least I didn’t eat the hair. At [...]