The Man at the Door
says goodnight to no one,
dons his hat,
shuffles down the steps,
climbs onto a bus
and off,
lumbering up four flights of stairs
to eat his half-thawed frozen dinner.
With TV flickering,
he watches out the window
for fireflies as elusive
as his dreams.

Cathrine Goldstein writes a whole lot of gritty, real-feeling “stuff.” Most of it takes place in NYC. She also eats boatloads of chocolate pretty much every day. To find out more about her bestselling novels, award-winning plays, and other writings including articles, short stories, blogs, and poetry, please visit CathrineGoldstein.com.