New York City

Whether you are stopping through or chasing something you cannot find, this is New York City. Drop your bags.
You can know who you are or simply thrive in the palate.
Pick your color, your saturations, your sounds, your temptations.
Pick your neighborhood, your people, the vibrations in the air, the languages rushing past, and when you find that world no longer thrills you, just get back onto the subway.
Sit next to permanents and strays, between mink coats and the homeless.
Take in an underground concert or contribute to a man’s bottle of bubbly as you walk past.
This is New York City.
Know who you are or embrace the transformation.
Come here to grow, come here to anchor or come here for every day in between.
Change your hair, change your clothes, change your lover, change your gender.
Have one night stands or barely stand out at all.
Eight million eyes are on you and yet no one is watching.
Rebel against the world or climb its ladder.
Here, suits and construction boots walk side by side.
Sit in the park and watch the planet stroll past.
Travel to two gaping holes in the ground and remember what the world was…before.
This is New York City.
Millions will come and go but the island will remain- the best and the worst of everything.