My heart was beating so fast as I walked out of the subway on 86th and lex. I walked down past Gray’s Papaya and crossed the street before Duane Reade on 87th street, like I always do. Then I walked halfway down towards 2nd avenue and I saw them sitting on my stoop. I must admit I waited for just a few seconds and watched them. I crossed the street and slowly crept into view.
I love these chickens. In so many ways my time away has flown by and in so many ways it’s gone SO slow.