A gapped circle of colonies
each staring at the ocean
through a plaid of cars and imports.
Inland lies the still uncrowded
heartland once of drawl and steamboats
now half desert, half freshwater province.
There the Murray descends its...
Can a young wartime couple pick up where they left off?
By Anna Goldsworthy
The train slows as it approaches the station, and he slides into view. He is not quite as she remembered. A little slacker around the jowls, perhaps, and not as bright of eye. Her heart pounds as she stands to open the door.