still passenger

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.

July 8, 2014

and she knew that she would see the chateau, up on the cliffs. it was lousy weather. rain. wind.
adele thought that it looked best that way. from afar. from the sea. again the bloody fog.
from this distance, it was perfect. she never wanted to step a foot in it.