The Impact of Eco-radicals

She sits with her legs spread wide open, unladylike waiting for the next thing to happen.

talking held her momentarily, but only momentarily,” do something I can’t do,” he says.

she imagines his smile as he says it and his smell of expensive cologne which he pulls off so well.

She closes her eyes remembers everything like flood hitting her almost drowning her, but then she opens them and she’s still alone on the train.

She composes herself and quietly writes down her thoughts.

It’s quite unreal.

She closes her eyes again, but  this time to make it all go away.

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