She had straight blond hair and sharp features. She was writing in her journal. Her penmanship was a neat rounded print, and she was curled up in the seat of the metro car. She had a brown leather bag the color of burnt autumn leaves. She wore a black dress…

He was on the train this morning. I didn’t see him until he got up for his stop and Union Station. He was wearing a tight fitting navy blue workout shirt and overly baggy blue camoflage cargo pants. When he got up from his seat, he stood by the door…

She was probably 5’4" and was over weight, but what drew your attention was the blue dress. It was the kind you expected to see in a ballet, somewhat gauzey. It had straps, and came down to her knees. She was dark, and the light almost sky blue color of…

I saw a man on the train platform yesterday at Forest Park Station. He was wearing a white t-shirt, and I remember noticing him because his neck jutted out from his shoulders. He was tall and had red hair and a beard.

From a trip I took a few months ago…There was group of senior ladies waiting to board, laughing and talking in an easy banter that comes with time and knowing people you like for a long time.

From a trip I took a few months ago…There was a thirtysomething couple who were slightly drunk, flirting with each other and overly chatty. The woman was talking to me and laughing and leaning in close to look at my ticket.

From a trip I took a few months ago…There was petulant young boy with his mother, who had to be told not to get in the way of the attendant taking care of ticketing. He was whiney and hovered close to his mother when scolded.

From a trip I took a few months ago…I remember a southern gentleman, standing in line with his khaki pants, yellow plaid shirt, and oldish blue blazer and straw hat.There were two college age girls in the terminal also, trendy, looking almost feline. The one was sitting, the other standing,…

From a trip I took several months ago…There was this asian family sitting across from me at the airport terminal. The mother was reading the paper in chinese, or looking out the window, lips pulled back in a dissapproving frown so comfortable for her that it is probably habitual. The…

On the subway yesterday, I had to switch trains at Grand. While I was standing on the platform, I looked over and saw this guy who reminded me of Andrew. He had the same jaw and nose. I remember he had a red checkered shirt on, and got off at…