Danny

We are lost on the Metro,
it is a complex ordeal. Amelia has to get back to Jersey before it gets too late,
or else her parents won’t pick her up from the Trenton train station.

She isn’t too keen on walking home from the middle of the city.

The maps here are baffling,
to a yorker, they are probably second language, but they make as much sense
to me as multivariable calculus, which isn’t much.

Different strokes.
We figured it out after pestering a few impatient yorkers,
and some patient ones too.

We have to take the 1 Train up from Chambers St,
to 34th St, and then hunt around for Penn Station, because
we can never find it, and we always say that it’s because it’s
underground.

Maybe if it was above ground we could find it sometimes.
I guess yorkers find it ok.

I am on a train. The man is asking for a ticket, but I do not have a ticket.

"Please exit the train at the next stop, sir."

But I do not know where the next stop will leave me.
So I stay on the train.

"Sir, I will not ask you again. Please leave the train immediately."
"I do not know where I am, thought. I do not know where this stop takes me."

The man is growing agitated. The man makes a call on his headset.

Quarry

Inspired by the quarry at school, and by Sarah's stories:



we see a line of kids, all smoking or kissing or crying or yelling or talking, they're all smelly:
how much do cigars cost? it depends how much they cost. smoke is disgusting! you're disgusting! i think there's an embargo on cubans

we are pubescent beatniks, we see the party navigating an apple orchard, hopping fences, walking around the woods.

the party whines:
i'm jellylegged! how much further? i think i hear a bear! dan, can we go home?

dan, the party leader, points to a chain link fence:
it's just beyond this, there's a hole in the fence about two blocks that way, he says, pointing, down the fence

they find the hole, and all tumble through, they see a break of moonlight in the woods they have navigated.

they party finds itself at a quarry cliff,
oh, it's so beautiful! this used to be all forested areas.. the water is so blue! those trucks are so tiny!

Cycles Comic, draft

Here is a draft of the cycles comic, which I've all but given up on. Also, a rambling prose illustration page on the right.