Time Passes Poem
by David Stone
Saturday morning
the aging veteran of romance
smokes alone, still in bed
his coffee almost needing a refill
thinking about it
There is sun in the window
neighborhood sounds coming up
He has just taken up a new career
having begun to seduce
thin Jewish girls
who belong to other men
Here she comes now
She is leaving the bathroom
Her long legs are bare
Her beautiful hair brushstrokes
the sweet upper rim of her ass
He thinks this could become the perfect profession
provided, of course, her husband never finds out
See also: Tuning Fork
You Can’t Be All Three
Transit for the city, an attraction for visitors, and a liability on the Island’s books. The tram is already part of the MTA system. The only question is whether RIOC is ready to admit it.
April 9, 2026, during the full board meeting of the Roosevelt Island Operating Corporation, Fay Christian said something that should have landed harder than it did. She wished RIOC were not responsible for the tram. Then she asked what it would look like if it were given to the MTA. That was not a passing comment.
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