Unridden Train

I used to live in a house across from a long stretch of railroad track. I could hear it, at night, lying awake in the dark. Freight trains. Not the kind anyone rode. When it was far away, it would be just a wail, almost like the cry of an owl, but longer, airier. Lost.Continue reading “Unridden Train”

Reading Update: June 26, 2020

It’s reading season. Every summer, when I got off from school, the first thing in order was a trip to the library. I waited every year for the summer reading programs. Not for the prizes or for many of the events, though I won and went to a few. I lived for the challenge. HowContinue reading “Reading Update: June 26, 2020”

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