1986

1986

Rim my eyes

Coal.

Red lips

Break up the

Black.

Like Siouxsie

And the Banshees.

Tromp in my

Combat boots

To

Washington

Square Park—

Grit and

Weed wafting in the air.

Pass by CBGB.

Once met

Someone

Whose nose was

Broken

There, moshing.

I wear virgin Dr. Martens.

I’m a suburban-

Punk girl

Sniffing incense

In Time Square,

Buying Bauhaus

Records

In The Village.

Combing clothes at

Second hand shops.

Score cheap food—

Pizza or food truck? 

Skip the

Subway

To conserve

Cash.

Dwindles to coins.

The homeless

Scream

In Penn Station.

I stand on the

Platform.

Stare at the billboard.

Molly Ringwald’s newest.

Isn’t she

Pretty in Pink?

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2014/12/mag-251.html

Pictures of Manhattan in the 1970s and 80s:

http://www.businessinsider.com/photos-of-new-york-in-1970s-and-1980s-2014-2#and-broadway-near-7th-avenue-and-west-43rd-street-was-also-a-lot-calmer-2

Happy New Year!

xo,

Theresa