Sunday, February 2, 2020

Jason Baldinger writes


seventy 

seventy-three miles from the state line

shimmer of windshields in the rearview
shimmer of windshields ahead
power lines reflect silver on a faded blue sky
turkey vultures, the smell of oil
cows and pronghorn constellations

my foot fell off the pedal miles ago
a still life drifting forever
seventy-three miles from the state line

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