(Kalmia)

Night falls outside the windows. Our carriage becomes filled with a peaceful ambient music and the light dims to amber. We tip our seats back and pull the cover stored beneath each seat over ourselves then close our eyes to dream of a better world to come.  

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Lazily dawn awakes, revealing a sliver of gold along some distant horizon we only know to be beyond Sea. Quietly we rise ourselves from sleep, our music fades, light changes to day, food trolleys roll in of their own volition from which we take whatever we want and need, it’s all in with the trip, take it in turns to use the bathroom down the aisle, the movement of our train, the light, the sound, the restful sleep has slowed our hearts and minds and we settle in again to watch 

the passing world