WRITTEN PORTRAITS of people sPotted IN NYC.

The Scratcher

She couldn’t stop scratching. The veins in her hand cringed and slithered to the surface of her tan, cracked skin. Her boy-cut, orange hair glowed like the shiny, red border of her Powerball lottery ticket. She kept blinking while her right leg vibrated rapidly with her breathing. She couldn’t stop moving. Her lips, her eyes, and her mind punched the card. She looked up. Her muscles released. The lottery ticket leaned back on the bench while she dropped to join the Orbit gum wrapper and O Magazine subscription on the floor of Grand Central.

Spotted on a bench in Grand Central Station in New York, NY

The Invisible New Yorker