Recently, I was catching a cab home in midtown.  It was after 7:30pm and my dogs hadn’t been out since 8:30am.  I was in a rush.  Christmas in midtown during the holidays is chaos and there are never enough cabs.  On 42nd st and Lexington Ave, I finally found someone getting out of a cab.  I ran up to the cab and staked my claim to it planting myself outside the cabs door.  Finally, I could breath a sigh of relief.  At that moment as I allowed myself to exhale, a woman weighed down by shopping bags , holding hands with a toddler and pushing an infant in a stroller walked up to the cab.  Clearly seeing me in front the cab, my prize, my ticket back to my dog children, she processed the situation…Me:  single girl, waiting outside cab.  Her:  toddler, infant, stroller, lots of shopping bags.  I looked at her and said “You win,” gesturing towards the cab, indicating that I too had done the math and she won.  She didn’t respond, just started getting her stuff ready to put in the cab.  I wrote a haiku about it.

Drifting delicate
snowflakes fall whitening streets
Why is your heart gray?