#trainstories

[eidvirgn]

[amlitlover]

The Pony Engine and the Pacific Express

William Dean Howells: "Once there was a little Pony Engine that used to play round the Fitchburg Depot on the side tracks, and sleep in among the big locomotives in the car-house—” https://americanliterature.com/author/william-dean-howells/short-story/the-pony-engine-and-the-pacific-express

[amlitlover]

Kate Chopin’s A December Day in Dixie

"We disembarked at 6:30 am, confronted by an icy blast. But there was Emile Sautier’s saloon just across the tracks, flaunting an alluring sign that offered to hungry wayfarers ham & eggs, fried chicken, oysters & delicious coffee at any hour." https://americanliterature.com/author/kate-chopin/short-story/a-december-day-in-dixie

[frankveronsky]

Breaking Passed Infrastructures of Our Time #breakingpassed #trainstories #infrastucture #gobbletyglitch #somewhereinamerica https://www.instagram.com/p/By1VH2SA9pz/?igshid=1a0s2u1ppr18a

[tridibiker-blog]

Kid busy in mobile #cute #kid #tridibiker #trainstories #trainstagram #baby #incredibleindia #india_gram #incredibleindia #mobilephotography #photography (at Mughalsarai) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt2o_sVl0eQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n94sbacez4ld

[idiotmia-blog1]

First train ride after the kiss

I don’t remember how we made it to the train. We were kissing outside the bar, pushed to the wall. Maybe we ran. Second thing I remember is we are sitting in the train, and started kissing again. I was that horny after a long time and maybe for the first time. His kiss was magic. He tasted like sex, love, some exotic fruit from a kinky narnia. He smelt like sex. We were making out in the train. Hands all over. I was pulling him and pushing myself to his seat, but not close enough. I wanted him so badly I could do it in the dirty train toilet. I touched his dick. I never did that making out before. Nothing felt wrong any more. He was hard and all red. He touched me. He whispered, “we will definitely have sex very soon”...

[lax-mi]

Waiting...Waiting How many stories .. Lives played out here over the years you think? #travel #train #tube #tubestation #trainstories #storiesgram #amwritingfantasy #trainstop #authorslife #authorsofinstagram #author #authorsofig #poemsporn #word #words

[dare-to-wear-it]

I was walking in the train station, picking something up at a store before I went to my train. And then right before I walked in the store I locked eyes with this guy, I have no words to describe him because at one hand I didn't have the time to stare at him and at the other hand I don't think it mattered, cause I swear when I locked eyes with him I felt something I have never felt before for a stranger, cause that was what he is. I had never seen him before. I just felt this strange but good feeling and I felt a sense of security at the same time I felt like that glance was so intense that I didn't even dare to smile at him so I walked past him, into the store. He must have felt something too, because I heard him mumble something and that was that. We both went our own ways, to our own trains, to different directions of the country.