Felix by Proxy Issue no. 239 Spring 2022 We’d arranged to meet under the High Line, Outside the Whitney; I was running down from This photo shoot in Chelsea so I had My clothes stuffed into a hiking backpack And I was naked except for stilettos. Felix was coming from choir practice. He was tall, very thin, ginger-nut hair, A two-vest situation, naked below the knees. Hi, I said, glistening from the running; You must be J.’s friend. Shall we fuck?