Stories tagged “commute”

  • The commute

    Jerry dashed headlong down the steps, across the platform. He might have fallen onto the tracks, were it not for the train. He might have rushed onto the train, were it not for the doors. Then he was alone on the platform. At the height of rush hour. A...

  • inverted bashō

    Matthew Kinkade, I love you. And every morning I see you, eyes still blearily gleaming in the morning light, I feel my love grow. This morning as the sun was rising over our house, quiet and simple and perfectly nestled in Summerside Residential Commun...

  • The train

    “Gareth,” he said. “You were wondering if you knew my name. You didn’t. It’s Gareth.” Jerry had been wondering, but had said nothing. He felt rather than saw or heard another train arrive. The doors opened silently b...

  • A pleasure

    Jerry let his left foot slide back into the carriage, placing all his weight on his right. He considered his options. He wished he had some. Reluctantly, he reached out to shake Gareth’s hand with great enthusiasm. “A pleasure,” he li...

  • The stairs

    Jerry ran. The platform swayed and moved in impossible, incomprehensible ways around the oblivious commuters. The stairs no closer after each stride than they had been before the last. Yellow. A bright yellow, vinyl pocketbook swayed on the arm of a yo...

  • Limousine

    Jerry held the railing at the top of the stairs, doubled over and gasping for breath. After several minutes, he stood up and looked about. The city was unremarkable, save for two things. While it was indistinguishable from any other modern city and, in...