Along a Quiet Dirt Road
Along a Quiet Dirt Road It’s late afternoon when I turn off the highway. The signpost is so weathered that I can’t read it. 8 km of gravel road ahead. After what feels like hours, I stop the car in the middle of the road. There is nothing and no one for miles. With my […]
Coming home
Coming home The haversack slung over his shoulder, is heavy. He turns around but doesn’t see anyone else get off the train.Some people are standing around the platform, waving and looking sad. Probably family members saying goodbye. This is a tiny station. Few people ever return. Farewell, never a welcome home. The sign announcing the […]