metro

April 18th, 2013 | 192 Entries

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192 Entries for “metro”

  1. these exist in the city. Many of them. Quick. Going all directions. Carrying passengers to their destinations throughout the city. Strangers faces pressed against glass. stinky fingers making marks all over. children picking at their faces.

    by Chantelle on 04.18.2013
  2. Zombies in the metro.
    Not a pretty sight.
    *Run*, howls the wind as they come into view.
    *Run*, screams your instincts as their gruesome faces leer at you.
    *Run*, your m

    by Katy on 04.18.2013
  3. so i went to the metro today, and there was this big guy, a cop, holding a donut. he sat next to me and he reeked of sweat. i watched him stuff this donut into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. you should have seen the way his mouth stretched to take that big bite!

    by Hannah on 04.18.2013
  4. We took the metro to New York City, excited for our trip and the adventures ahead. We didn’t know what we’d do and how the day would go but it didn’t matter. We knew we’d have fun. The memories we made are everlasting and the moments together I’ll cherish forever.

  5. When I got on the metro train alone, it felt surreal. It felt crazy that I was doing this, and doing it alone–but I had to get to New York. I had to see him. There were other people I hoped to meet, but he was the one I wanted to meet in person the most. How many times had he spared a little time to say hello, answered a question, shared a music link. How often on my worst nights had he opened up a silver of light for me making my loneliness a little less lonely and morning possibly within my reach. The train ride was hours, but it passed quickly. In my mind I rehearsed every word I wanted to utter, every sentence I had composed to express to him how he had changed and saved my life. But my heart knew that as soon as I set eyes on him in person, every syllable of speech would vanish in thin air as soon as he smiled at me.

  6. the metro station was rapidly screeching its way towards our destination. This was the start of my journey. My new life is here, in the bright lights of New York City.

    by on 04.18.2013
  7. I step onto the metro as he stands on the concrete walkway. The big window separates our hands, and our fingers smudge the glass. The train shakes, and I know I’ll be meters away in a second. I hold onto a nearby pole as his figure shrinks behind me. I try to hold it together.

    But then it all falls down.

  8. Riding the metro was surprisingly easier than I thought it might be. Follow the map. Choose the right color. Pay attention and exit at the right stop. We figured out how to ride around Washington D.C. even though our hometown was laid out on a grid with six streets.

    by rachelzana on 04.18.2013
  9. She stood in the dark underground tunnel. A horn blared. The train passed with loud rumbles. Then silence. She stood staring at the floor. Footsteps resonated throughout the station. They were coming from behind her. Her head lifted. She turned around.

    by Stephanie Jennifer on 04.18.2013
  10. I was at the metro, and I saw him. My heart stopped. It was him. He had come back for me. But why? That’s what I wanted to know so badly. Did he still love me? Or was I just a game for him? I don’t think I really want to find out.

    by Natshaly Guzman on 04.18.2013
  11. I have a metro card that I use every Saturday.

  12. Max, loud, Trimet, traveling to diferent places. a reason to get permit hassle dads, doctors. bus drivers, Job, lost,

    by Lindsay on 04.18.2013
  13. the metro. you take it to and fro. you use it as transportation. we use it to take us places. and places we will go with it. there are other transportation but the metro is one. you can utilize it in large cities. but what if life is more important than just taking a metro everyday.. what if you were meant for something bigger, better, wiser, taller. higher, what if you could be what you wanna be?

    by nicole on 04.18.2013
  14. metro..metro….all i can think of that is, its just a word. just a word that has a meaning. a word that has an important meaning, like all the other words; including, love, heartbreak, trust..air.

    by halfbright on 04.18.2013
  15. He went down the stairs into the metro, entering the huge living network beneath the city. By the time he would see the surface again, the whole city would be wiped out, the machines having won the first battle of the war.

    by tonykeyesjapan on 04.18.2013
  16. In the city where pace is quick my heart beats minutes to the drum of humanity slaving itself for the Lords in their high rises, breathing the oxygenated air of high pompous royalty, stepping into the grit of the masses only short enough for the depressing hot dog on 4th avenue.

  17. I was walking down the street of the west metro in Minneapolis. All of a sudden, out of nowhere a little kid came up to me and asked if i wanted to play with them. I Smiled and decided to play. We played baseball in the streets for hours. It was like my inner child was finally put at ease for the time being.

    by Jon on 04.18.2013
  18. Grocery store. Purchasing bulk seafoods. Amazing. Airmiles. NO PRESIDENT’S CHOICE. Expensive. Reminds me of first year. Loyalty. Saw Doran that one time. 24 hours of operation. LCBO next door. Always baffles me seeing a Metro in a metro area. Ha.

    by s kew on 04.18.2013
  19. Metro cards, metro busses. These things allow for you to travel to anywhere you want, at least in New York. I am grateful for this because it’s a quick escape- an easy getaway. From all these little things that swallow a person, you can just run away, let alone it be for 5 minutes or 5 hours. It sets you and every inch of you free.

  20. The city is an animal cell
    Shining you shut your eyes
    Walk away to the outside
    Dirt in cracked corners
    Tarps on the fringe
    People who are better off dead
    Dying to be a the center

  21. you take a cab
    and i’ll take the sub
    and we’ll travel together
    as long as you take this
    thought with you: great spirits
    travel at great speed, you and I
    already are together,
    you and I are waiting
    for us, waiting
    for the wine.

  22. you take a cab
    and i’ll take the sub,
    and we’ll travel together
    as long as you take this
    thought with you: great spirits
    travel at great speed, you and I
    already are together,
    you an I are waiting
    for us to, waiting
    for the wine.

  23. The metro is a train that people use as a means of transportation. Although it is not of the best hygiene it is a simple way to get around. I personally don’t use the metro just because there isn’t one in my city. Howerver, if there were one I would.

    by Jackie on 04.18.2013
  24. Urban. Bustle. People. Homeless. Tailored Suit. Thin Jacket. Nippy morning, breezy alley drunken escapades skirt to short. Oblivion. Matter upon matter. Noise.

    by Fiona on 04.18.2013
  25. “metro sexual” they call me. sure i like to dress as a gay man would but if i’m going to dress like a gay man and be called metro, why not take it one step further? there was a time when i was a child and i saw a naked man. it enticed me. the room was darkly lit and then there before my eyes was a beautiful penis.

    by Tyler on 04.18.2013
  26. The metro was running late today. Which gave her enough time to make another walk down the strip of cement and search for loose change. The summer was the worse, all lose change would usually be found in the stick mounds of gun. But the winder was gold, the wind tended to push the silver safe into the safety of the staircase.

  27. subway metric system sandwich underground trains new york city people crowds japan asia europe italy france paris

    by Rachi Willard on 04.18.2013
  28. i hopped onto the metro at the station, hoping it would take me away. far away. anywhere but here. why? because here has memories, hundereds of them, and not good ones either. no walks in the park with a friend just bad memories with lots of gore.

    by HannaH on 04.18.2013
  29. The metro wasn’t anything special. It was just another dirty busing system. He had seen better, been impressed before. That was before the move. Now? Now, he missed back home. It was much more clean and this was just… disappointing.

  30. At the metro station, I found myself chewing gum from a vending machine, reading a newspaper I had found on the bench that was two weeks ago, and marveling at how blue the hair of the teenage girl nestled beside me really was. Mind you, as much as she seemed to prefer not to give me any personal space, she wasn’t hard to look at – save for the ocean-salty hairdo, she had nice eyes and a nice chin. She was also reading one of my favorite novels.

    by Belinda Roddie on 04.18.2013
  31. On the metro, I see a young man walk on. His headphones in, bumping his head to the music. All of a sudden, a man beside him erupts into a roar and throws a machete in the ceiling.

  32. I stepped onto the 3:15 metro bus. Just an average day, on my way to work. Usual humdrum and melancholy of the morning commute. This little old man with flowers in his hand came shuffling up the aisle. Hunched over, he carefully lowered himself into the seat next to me.

  33. I remember the Paris metro
    how the day was crystalline
    and how we felt the adventure
    of our youth and travels.

    by Robin on 04.18.2013
  34. MEtro sexual or the metro train? You have to be clear for one connotes an argument while the other talks about transporting goods of various ethnic group such as anicient mayans whom the past has damned to forever

  35. I got on the subway. I was so excited to be in the city and surrounded by the energy of the other people. I was headed to the museum for a day of exploring and the time in the park and a nice lunch.

    by Diane on 04.18.2013
  36. Reaching out and hopping on like it’s a good old San Francisco trolley. Truth be told, going anywhere sounds damn good. Who care if I’m getting homesick? I’ve got wanderlust, too.

  37. rolled by in the station.
    city calls, city smells.
    I laid my suitcase down and tried to get some sleep,
    train lullaby.

  38. underground wanna be rock stars thrumming out their noise but all I want is light and fresh air so please release me from the metro I want to fly home. 3 chords are not enough. I need air. a pulse.

    by Jen on 04.18.2013
  39. metropolitan communities, filled with people from all walks of life. they’ve lived through things you wouldn’t understand,you’ve lived through things they wouldn’t comprehend

    by sirenia on 04.18.2013
  40. Almost anything could be found in the underground.
    Her pulse quickened. The candle’s wick dimmed, as she delved further and further into the depths of the giant metallic creature’s body and soul.
    Thousands of tunnels all ran in conjunction with one another.
    What’s that sound…? She asked fearfully, as the rush of air came upon her.
    Her candle went out.
    All that was left was blackness.