self portrait as a vague memory

Photo by Sydney Shaffer

By Sydney Shaffer

I feel my head sink into my pillow 

and I am immediately on a train to Paris. 

My mother isn’t answering her phone and I just missed

my stop. Next stop: nowhere. 

I can’t catch my breath and people 

are laughing all around me – ringing in my ears. 

I look out the window and see mountains

and green pasture pasting the horizon. 

As the train moves past the beauty 

of the scenery, I am no longer afraid. 

I am back in my bed, 

head deep into the pillow. 

I am lost in my thoughts, 

my eyes see stars all over the room.


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