Dagmar Lost Info

Berlin? No. Hamburg? Perhaps.

The train pulled away from the platform, and Dagmar disappeared into the landscape—a small, deliberate vanishing. Somewhere ahead, a city waited that had never heard her name. Somewhere ahead, she would finally get to be the one doing the finding. Dagmar Lost

The train hissed steam into the gray afternoon. Other passengers moved with purpose—mothers gripping children, businessmen adjusting cufflinks, lovers stealing last kisses. Dagmar simply stood, a comma in the wrong sentence. Berlin

A child across the aisle asked his mother, "Where is that lady going?" Perhaps

But Dagmar, watching the tracks dissolve behind her like unwritten sentences, smiled for the first time in weeks.

But somewhere between the last divorce and this morning, Dagmar had learned to un-find herself.