Twelve minutes at a corner table in the Amtrak café car somewhere between Columbus and Indianapolis, the silicone dildo already warm inside me beneath my jeans — I press my knuckles to my mouth and...
#amtrak_train#dark_jeans#tasting#winter
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The farmland out the window is the same as it was twenty miles ago. Flat. Pale. A tree line so thin it barely interrupts the grey. I keep my eyes on it because it requires nothing from me, and right now everything I have is going toward the other thing. The...
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After the Call, Austin Rain
parked car · afternoon
Parked in the H-E-B lot in the rain, Austin, she pulled the wand from her gym bag because the conversation with her ex went twenty minutes longer than she had body for — now she's in the backseat,...
#gym_clothes#parked_car#spring
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The windows had already started when she climbed into the back. Just at the edges first — a soft erasure working inward from the corners of the glass — and she watched it happen the way you watch something you didn't ask for arrive anyway. She hadn't planned...
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Springfield Behind Me, Still Moving
Amtrak sleeper car · late_night
The Amtrak sleeper between Chicago and St. Louis, curtain drawn, the car swaying like a slow argument — I've been awake since Springfield thinking about the woman in the dining car and I slide my...
#amtrak_sleeper_car#autumn#tasting#travel_clothes
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The curtain moves when the car sways, a slow drift left and then correcting, left and correcting, like something that cannot decide. I have been watching it for forty minutes. Since Springfield. Since the lights of the platform slid away and left only my own...
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Illinois at Two A.M.
Amtrak sleeper train · late_night
The Amtrak berth from Chicago to Denver rocks through an Illinois cornfield at two in the morning — she's been cataloguing every detail since boarding: the exact pitch of the rail join, the thermal...
#amtrak_sleeper_train#summer#travel_leggings
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The rail joins come every few seconds — a low, percussive thud that travels up through the bunk frame and into her spine — and she has already counted enough of them to know the interval is not quite regular. Four seconds. Sometimes three. The irregularity is...
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Same Rattle, Different January
Amtrak train · late_night
The Amtrak sleeper berth through Montana in January is almost identical to the one she shared with her ex-husband in 2011 — same narrow curtain, same particular rattle at speed — and with her fingers...
#amtrak_train#sleep_shirt#winter
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The rattle comes in the same rhythm she remembers — three short, one long, the chassis finding the same argument with the rail joint it always finds at speed. She recognized it before she was fully awake. Lay there in the dark of the upper berth with her eyes...
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Three A.M., Colorado Dark
California Zephyr, Amtrak sleeper car · late_night — 3 a.m.
The California Zephyr crossing into Colorado at three a.m., her partner asleep in the lower berth — she eases the bullet vibrator from her toiletry bag and holds it against herself in the upper bunk,...
#amtrak_sleeper_car#sleep_shorts#winter
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The train had its own rhythm through the mountains — not the steady click of flatland miles but something more uneven, a syncopation she'd felt in her sternum since they crossed into Colorado. It came up through the thin mattress and into her hips and did not...
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