Going Downtown
Hurting down the subway lines to you
Borough to borough to borrow
A little break from heartache
The movement of living now
Pulled by hungry vectors
Back in all directions
And the skin pulled, hugging
The edges of the pale skull,
The dancing bones of strangers
Ruining for the same stop
Under the river, under the water
Where the city rises, where we sleep.

About the Author
An emerging poet, David Wolsky is a graduate of CUNY Hunter College and resides in New York City. Having previously worked as a fashion photographer’s assistant and as a doorman, he is currently pursuing a career in public relations.