Monday morning. The day is young.
Yesterday, I saw my first magnolia flower.
I love spring here.
Dogs.
Coffee cups.
Sneakers.
All are around.
Love is in the air.
Hi, Flatiron.
Wave to the Empire State Building.
Wink to the Chrysler.
And go right toward Central Park.
Easy days and a light heart.
Ah, spring, stay with us, hide us from the hot July New York sun.
Hide me from the Coney Island crowd.
Hide me from the Coney Island crowd.
I love Brooklyn.
It became my home.
Cold wet brownstones.
Green scary park.
A cemetery.
People like to go there.
Ice cream truck.
Flip-flops to jump into the subway car.
The next stop is Coney Island.
Stop blocking the doors.
Kids cry.
Dogs.
Legs, shorts, hats.
Colors.
Languages. Laughs. Expectations.
What waves are waiting for us today?
Born in Saint Petersburg, Russia, Maria Pyaterneva, age thirty-five, immigrated to New York with her family in 2017. She has a degree in journalism and studied film and photography in Italy. She is passionate about telling stories. In her spare time, she enjoys practicing and teaching yoga. Angela Wilkins is her teacher at the English-Speaking Union’s Andrew Romay New Immigrants Center. Karl Hart is the student services manager.