the still passenger sits on a train, on the window seat, in the middle of a long car. these are the days when there were drive-in movie theaters dotted across the landscape. at dusk, the images on the screen appear off in the distance. the images presented here are those which are glimpsed, the ones that still her thoughts. the train rolls along. the landscape seems to move, but doesn't. the still passenger sits alone with her snapshots in her mind. she's filling in the spaces.
April 16, 2013
i can be with you, but i cannot travel with you. i am trapped in this hospital, but i can still be with you. would you want me to be there? grisha seems to your cup of tea. go alone. i love you.
