Sunday Stories: “Pushed”

Pushed by Chandra Steele You check for the train. You lean slightly over the edge but only just a bit. Enough to brace yourself. Because it’s not only being pushed, you figure. There are the elderly women, blank-eyed to anything around them, three bags deep on either side—at least two of them capacious and plaid and plastic—fanned out like low-lying wings that could buffet you off the platform. There are the private dancers and singers, old-school headphones cupped over their […]

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