Yesterday I sat on a northbound 23 bus and
I caught this moment out of the corner of my left eye and
I prayed silently as he bent his torso forward toward the southeast
His head facing the edge of the curb and
The soles of his feet facing the check cashing place where I go
To exchange paper for dead presidents that I can spend with
Hacks who shout to me on corners
Brothas who sell me things I don’t really need
Oils day passes incense soaps shea butter gloves hats knockoff pocketbooks
I prayed that the exposure settings were correct because
Sometimes they aren’t and
I checked one more time quickly then
I aimed the lens at the bus window facing west and
I brought the viewfinder to my right eye and
Held my breath and waited for the green light
Pressed the shutter button one time and
Heard the familiar click and
Wondered why he kept a bucket of peppermints nearby.
Pressed my luck
Shot two frames from the hip – no good
I looked around.
No one cared.
The bus pulled away.