Mark's Pages

February 25, 2010:

She looks haunted. Staring through glasses, unblinking, no smile. Levi's jacket, fist between her knees. Lincoln Nebraska train depot in the middle of the night, June 3, 1985. She looks sleepless and driven and desperately unhappy.

What would she say if I called her right now?

What is it I want to say to her?

All the things only she would understand.