I close my eyes and the subway lumbers through time.
I am looking out the window and I see that man falling. His tie above him
in vertical surrender. Then, I watched helpless and frozen. Now, I remember -
still helpless, still frozen. I want so desperately to save him. I want to
I am falling with him. His face is my face. His hands are my hands. His
tears are now my tears. We ask each other "why?" His answer is my
answer – no answer.
He is always with me.
I don’t know his name but someday, in the
hereafter, I hope to.