by Jeff Glovsky, Photography, Writing

Two on TIME

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Arrive

My train each day is a filthy ride.

Harried passengers, captively feigning aplomb, have no choice… The alternative is meltdown.

In the tunnel, wind rumbles, belches, swirls.  At the end, finally, light.

My train arrives.

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Depart

A clock face smiles genially as it marches into sunset.

Racing backwards down the slope of Time, the face stops glowing, cracks appear; it winds itself less regularly… Forgets to sound reminders now and then… Alarming.

Increasingly, out of sync.


Happy Daylight Savings Time!

Jeff Glovsky
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by Jeff Glovsky, Writing

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Will you really stare, my love?


Coffee Sounds

Underground… feeling heat in the furious subway.  Flipping through a candy rack and trying not to deal.  I buy a pack of gum and turn to see what kind of juice there is.

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I steal her soul, but it’s not exploitation.


Safe Already

They climb aboard at 49th Street.  “Moe” and his two stooge companions, rocking the train with loud, garrulous poses…

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In 2003, Le Spleen de Paris became the bowels of New York and northern New Jersey … and Slice / Life (annoyances, episodes) was scrawled.

Slice / Life

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