Passing Thought.
Passing Thought. subway stories
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yarnyan
yarnyan Enrapture. Imagination.
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Passing Thought.

I step on.

Was it supposed to rain today?

The carriage lit with lamps.

I glance past a hand holding a long sandwich.

A cap placed delicately in another's.

It feels like a checkerboard, but more pure.

It doesn't shake, only tinkers.

It is only when I sit down at a table, and look out the carriage window,

That I can admire and watch, as we leave the subway, that the grey walls turn into green hills.

That all is good in the world.

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