i don’t feel too crafty with words
but i do remember this friday
that felt like the longest train ride
for a person who absolutely adores trains
i’ve almost memorized all the stops
bryn mawr
thorndale
granville
the red line at least
the sun is always so pretty
i like the sun
i can’t believe i was so scared to ride the train
i like the train
is this even a poem
what are poems