‘I walked all over that day, looking for something I had glimpsed from the train. That night I ate alone and dreamt of a fast moving landscape.’
A text that recalls a train journey, a film, and counterfeit memories of collective grief
‘I walked all over that day, looking for something I had glimpsed from the train. That night I ate alone and dreamt of a fast moving landscape.’
A text that recalls a train journey, a film, and counterfeit memories of collective grief