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Far Rockaway

Not this one

says the woman on the platform

this one

is going to Lefferts

you want the next one

the one to Far Rockaway

and I nod

though I’ve never been there

though it’s cold

as I picture it

white dunes

Far Rockaway

waves

with grey hair

I remember that movie

where the actor known for comedy

wears a black jacket

is melancholy

in winter skips work

and rides the train past blackbirds

all day

far boroughs

and his own reflection

what awaits him

is a beach in winter

gulls and stone

in one scene

he just stands there

spinning

in another

a stranger with blue hair

peeks her head

above the train seat

they hate each other

sporadically

share a cigarette

and fall in love

I was sixteen and my heart hurt

to watch it

it made me want to be older

and lonesome

handsome

with brown hair

and an empty pier

a winter

where I could be alone

that year I read A Coney Island

of the Mind met Genevieve

mimicked my body

with pillows stuffed beneath my sheets

sneaking out to the lake

beneath a pink sky

she kissed me

silver clasp and vodka

yellow bra

falling off her shoulders

that actor

the last I heard

stopped being funny

grew a beard

voted

fell in love

with a woman

thin as a wing

who OD’d

a quiet suicide

of white pills

for two winters

I read Genevieve