A line from Youssou N'Dour

My nose runs, eventually syn-
chronizes with the nearby Alle-
gheny River & the cable cars of
memory — the funicular railway 

in Wellington, the Perugia People 
Mover. I am enamored of carriages 
that pass in the day, especially 
those that pause at the same station, 

pointing in different directions be-
cause it means the observation time
will be longer. My eyes run across
the passengers in the carriage beside 

me, hoping to see aspects of myself 
among them since it is often said we
recognize ourselves in others. & if I
do, I slide down the window & say to

them "Please accept these biscuits as a
small token of recognition, along with
a metal bookmark & a TOAD attack,
fresh from the Cambridge Dictionary."