What I Saw

An older woman in her Shabbat best, stopping to give the man with no legs money. She does it covertly, so not to embarrass him with such tenderness bringing tears to my eyes. I watch his sad face light up when she takes his hand to squeeze it.

An infant on the train encased in her stroller like a pink Sherman Tank, her Muslim mom rocking it to and fro. Sitting across I watch this innocent entity yawn, her eyes fluttering like a cream-colored butterfly, oblivious to the din and jolts as she sweetly falls asleep.

A hard hat trying to woo a pretty girl with pizza.

“Oh come on,” he says, when she smiles, but keeps going. “It has anchovies,” he yells, as he wistfully watches her turn the corner without looking back.

A man in a wheelchair stopping to ask why I’m crying.

“Just having a, not so good day,” I tell him.

“Can I do anything for you?” he asks, like Jesus on the beach comforting his disciples.

“You just did,” I say, binding my wounds, remembering my legs, I tend to take for granted.


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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16 Responses to What I Saw

  1. robprice59 says:

    Poignant (in 72 font, bold, capitals, underlined, flashing text).

    Liked by 1 person

  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, your ability to observe what goes on around you is a major component of what makes you such a good writer.

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  3. Ditto Skinny. Most of us who have just been on our way.

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  4. My heart goes out to those you write about and to you on a not-so-good day.

    I don’t see anything unusual about your fonts. I wonder if the Reader smothers them. I’ll go to your blog site and see if it looks different.

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  5. It’s important to keep our eyes open. They are the keys to our hearts and minds.

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    • There are so many stories. I love to observe and wonder what the subject in question’s story is. Like was that Muslim woman wrapped like a religious package ever teased or harassed? Or if once in a while pizza man actually got lucky. Hope so. He was so earnest with his anchovies. πŸ™‚ Thanks for reading Top.


  6. We are all human and need to remember that as we interact with each other.
    I am, finally, learning how to take a compliment. Used to shrug them off a bit or say something to disarm them. Now, I cherish them, acknowledge them, and love them.

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