[Poem a Day] “Urban Pause”

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I seem to always find myself in New York at least once when winter rolls around every year. That familiar bite of the urban wind-tunnel gets me every time, no matter how deep I shove my hands into my pockets – no matter how many layers I throw on in the morning.

Last year I was there, I thought I wanted to make indie movies on YouTube. It was my anchor for those few months – something that felt like it was going to last. But this year, I’m in a completely different headspace – my camera wasn’t even with me when I left my house for the train station.

Jesus, I wonder where I’ll be next year.