Morning Train

Editor back-issues, poetry

The sleeping passenger feels cold—shivers to wake, at dawn—discovering light coming in through the window—cool light at dawn. Another sleeping passenger feels cold—jerks to wake at the same time, at dawn—discovering light coming in through the window—cool light at dawn.  Both passengers are awake now, and realize they are looking at each other sitting across from one another   at…

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