Wheel Dogs

A couple of skinny little twig legs stick out of an over-sized sweater take their time walking up the stairs out of the metro station. It was the second snow storm of the year. The second full-blown, citywide panic in the same number of weeks.

The trains ran late and workers turned off and roped off the escalators, and then went home.

Outside, the snow swirled and people scowled, walking bent over against the wind through ankle-deep trenches,  jagged lines cut in the snow drifts, from the maw of the station to the street to wait for already filled buses.


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