Walking in the NYC Rain

I am the ghost of New York.

Photo by Andre Benz on Unsplash

They say the city is dead, but I see new stores. A $500 dress. A puppy spa. It doesn’t seem all that dead to me. A little more expensive, somehow.

They aren’t chains, and they aren’t quite mom n’ pop shops. They’re…trust fund baby shops.

I walk in the rain. It’s cold. I have slipped into someone else’s life, apartment, and…