thoughts on the l

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