a railway trackside
is planted with cabbage
at dusk it kind of looks like
heads growing on veggie patches

i imagine it’s the business strategy
of the railroad administration
they cultivate new passengers
from the severed parts of train victims

i pull down the shade, turn on the light
a conductor knocks at the door
she asks if i want a cup of tea
yes, please, without sugar

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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