autumn train rides

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Each seat of our train is filled with the same people waving on the platform. We arrive and wave to ourselves, return, wait, refill, wave. I’m the dots of red, moving and sitting still, looking for my sameness again. 




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  1. OliviaNovember 3, 2024 at 5:32 PM

    I'm so behind on everything pleasurable!
    I read this piece weeks ago.
    I love it.
    LOVE it.

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