The trains

I hear their echo…

they’re running through my world

in the inner Jerusalem

the faces scatter

like the broken vessels

I wear a cage in myself

in the clothes

of memory

silence overwhelms

in the trains

of thoughts

doors without exit

everywhere

the trains are hiding

in my dreams

About the Author
Anna Banasiak is a poet and literary critic from Lodz, Poland. She studied Polish philology and culture studies at the University of Warsaw. She is the winner of poetry competitions in Berlin, London and Bratislava. Her poems have appeared online via New York, London, Surrey, Australia, Canada, India and South Africa.
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