from p.4 on Wed., Feb. 21st

On a train to Paris, written in invisible glow-in-the dark ink:

For freedom,
for comfort,
we fight
the darkness to
come.


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On a train to anywhere but here, carved in with a knife

Forward.


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On a train going to the Churchill War Room in London, written with a turkey's wishbone:

A glowworm I am,
Aspiring past
Galipoli
to the PM,

I go when no one
else will.