Pullman Car Poems - Poems about Pullman Car

...I used to ride the train from school to home and back, every other weekend, in an old Pullman car built in the nineteen-thirties. It smelled like my grandma’s house— a little musty, like time ......

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...Sonny hid behind the melons In a busy Asian marketplace, Near the plantains and the mangos Where the shadows could obscure his face. He inhaled the air around him And enjoyed the fragrant s......

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