MetroAccess

You added on, to what was a, devastating experience.

[A pap smear, brought up all emotions, associated with being raped]

Emotionally wrecked and crying, I leave the clinic.

More sensitive to the people around.

Not wanting anyone,

Near me.

In spite of the down cast, sky the wind picking up and it getting colder,

I wait, outside.

Two black and whites (patrol cars) pull up, as MetroAccess does.

And as I board, I wonder, if they were about to approach me.

Like the other time, I waited for MetroAccess,

So long that, the employees of the building called security patrol.

Reported me, as loitering.

With all there is to deal with,

Transportation, shouldn’t be, stressing and unpredictable.

Yvette