by Anschul
The strong image at the end summerizes all the evocative snap shots you were presenting up to that point. Personally, I could not disagree more, but that's totally besides the point...
Ahhh, much better. That one small line makes such a difference; putting it back in makes it flow so much more smoothly. Tucks in the feeling so well.
A 13-line sonnet? Or did you throw in the towel toward the end? Surely the dismal scene of NYC you paint couldn't have discouraged you that much. Or did it?