This excerpt from Nicole Steinberg’s poem appears in full in the Chinatown Bus Stories Chapbook: “Stories and illustrations of adventure, tragedy and lives in transit” with artwork by Austin Lotz.
— & then we are
the opposition, twice as bad as the driver,
who drags us to a busy highway shoulder
to throw a tantrum in his native tongue.
We’re calling the cops! the bus jackals
shout. They scuttle & mount their own seats
to prod at the emergency exit. Why won’t
you just sign? they implore us. Like all
sudden endings in a woman’s life, this one
is cloaked in heat.