37 Minutes

HomelessArrived at Penn Station 7:42 pm
Rushing down 33rd Street toward the subway,
a Man says to me, “Excuse me, Sir, May I ask you a Question?”
Enough of a New Yorker to know that a Question means a request for Money, I apologize and say I am in too much of a Hurry.
He calls after me, “Would you buy me something to eat?”
I keep walking.
After twenty yards or so, I can continue no further.
I rush back. (more…)