Story

Story

A mother reads a fairy tale,
transports her son from underneath
the covers to a distant land
between our own and sleep.

The silent teen maintains the grace
of independence in a crowd
and sits alone lost in a book
all half a world away.

Sunk sombre on the stifling train,
the wilted suit reads as he feels
the story move between the acts,
from opening to close.

 

 

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