While waiting for the subway one day, Brooklyn poet Max Stossel wrote this amazing poem about missed connections on the subway platform. He then had it turned into this amazing video acted and animated underneath his reading of Subway Love.
I wrote this as I waited for the F train at West 4th on a day where it just WASN’T coming. It was a particularly hot and sweaty day and as the station filled up it got hotter and sweatier. Eventually I realized we were 250 people staring into a black tunnel and I started trying to make eye contact with people.
Love & life’s greatest opportunities are hiding right in front of our faces… and breathing hot, disgusting air down our necks.
For more of Stossel’s poetry, check out his website: Words That Move.