The One About New York

The One About New York

A Poem by Brigid Cooley

So the thing about New York;

The city is so big that it starts to feel small,

there are so many people that it seems like you're alone,

And there are so many fingerprints left over from the past paired with so much movement towards the future that you are forced to live in the present moment.

I know.

It sounds like a contradiction.

But, trust me...it makes so much sense.

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