Goodbye 2 train. Goodbye familiar-faced strangers. (I’m sorry I never said hello.) Goodbye you who took care of me… who made me lunches, iced coffees, and brought me more diet dr. peppers than I dare count. Wa alaikum assalam to my friend at the store.
Goodbye sweet families.
Goodbye struggle..inadequacy… anxiety… striving. Goodbye beauty…peace…redemption…laughter.
Goodbye brown-eyed beauties, you champions of the South Bronx.
Thank you GOD for the past 4 years.