It’s nothing like the pictures y’know: train hopping isn’t glamorous. It takes commitment. You won’t make it the first time. Or the second. You’ll doubt, slam your chin, bust your lip, feel rail tie like braces. You’re dirty, and bloody, and your hands are ripped raw and wood filled, but you can’t go home. Wait for the next train; stand like a matador. Some descendant that still has the need to stare at death in every cell. Your lack of ticket a waving red cape, your bull approaches. Be patient. Trains are a lot longer than the movies too. Jump.
Kim Favors
30/7/2023 04:14:35 am
Feel like I'm experiencing this as I read it. Well done.
Sue Clayton
30/7/2023 06:44:54 am
Not sure this is a go way to go on a journey. Comments are closed.
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