Mark's Pages

Intro | Workbook | Fiction | Photography | Travel | Music | Facebook | TriadCity

City busses, subway trains. Motion and mass. The invitation of crying wheels, straining, singing the song of sirens. Come lie with me Odysseus, you wanderer, you lost and helpless thing. My bed is peace.

Back to the Agoraphobia TOC.

© 2002-2013 Mark Phillips. All rights reserved.
This writing is fiction. Please don't confuse it with reality.