day one hundred and eighty-nine : 一人で

as i wait in line for the bathroom

a girl is eyeing me

there is always someone looking

but this is heavy

i don't look

wait in line, come out

as i walk towards sergio

the two girls my age,

the girl has recruited her friend,

come up to me and ask
to take a picture with me

かわいいいいから。メッチャ格好いい。

i say of course

they giggle

we pose

off they go

coming out of a sev

a man "where are you from" ing me

following

i can tell when they are harmless

he is not

i do my best to appear hurried

my new harp teacher

she is sophisticated

yet

can i say i am teaching you on my website?

can i take a picture of you?

can i post a link to your video?

and i recall an article i read

long ago

about how being a foreigner in japan

is like being a d-list celebrity

it wasn't like this in fukui

there were more foreigners there

had my group of eight, ten

but here

amidst photos, stalkers and braggadocios
if anything accentuates

i am so very much
一人で