Home Poetry 50 Shades of Train PoetryTrain Hopping 50 Shades of Train By Brian Cray - September 14, 2018 121 0 People know you ride when she rolls into a town, with you drenched in grease. Your face smudged in dirt. Your fingernails are deep black. You ramblin’ train tramp. RELATED ARTICLESMORE FROM AUTHOR Featured The Year of Self-Reflection: 2020 Adventure Travel The Howls of that Winter Train Poetry Into the 🌙 LEAVE A REPLY Cancel reply Please enter your comment! Please enter your name here You have entered an incorrect email address! Please enter your email address here Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.