Subway story

October 15, 2017

Tags: exhibitionism

This happened quite a few years back.

I was in a pretty empty car on the F train, writing in my little notebook. Without looking up, I was aware that a man was standing too near me, given how few people were on the train. I assumed, with my poet's brain, that he was trying to read what I was writing, so I hunched over it & refused to look up. This went on for several stops, him looming, me ignoring.

When my stop came, I waited till the last second & that's when I discovered that he had been patiently standing there with his dick hanging out the whole ride. Because that was instantly so obvious & my idea that he was stealing my poems so ludicrous, I burst out laughing & jumped off.

I bet he never did that again in his life.