high schoolers on train platforms

There’s something about a train platform full of high school students. It is something magical, something tragic. Something buoyant with potentiality spills out of hoodies and frantic is-this-what-it-means-to-be-grown hand shakes. It is ebullient, joyous, and devastating and beautiful. It’s nostalgic, we know what it was to be that, we know how hard it was, we never want to be that again.

These kids are figuring it out, and they don’t know how to do it. These kids want so bad. They want all those things they think it means to be on your own, to be unoppressed, to create and destroy and breathe free. These kids think they can do anything, because the truth is they really can.

I just hope they really know it, in their hearts embrace it, and don’t let these masks of confidence get in their way. At least not while they’re still masks, before they get replaced with the real thing.

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