hum

yes

tonight she lay on train tracks. She could smell fresh milled wood and kerosine and salt off the inlet. she lay beside her bike and what little warmth it gave off. she talks to the sky and it talks back. and she laughs because one of her best friends is a star.

kerosine

she says thankyou and then she leaves.
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