Their Bodies Don’t Shake When They Come Out of the Water
They open the doors and lean out: their whistles travel the rails across the town. The dogs get up. The children put out their cigarettes. They have arrived, and now, all is still.
They open the doors and lean out: their whistles travel the rails across the town. The dogs get up. The children put out their cigarettes. They have arrived, and now, all is still.
