Saturday, April 30, 2016

Part One

And I couldn't tell
if my slow speed
was due to the cascade of blisters coating the heel of my foot,
or to all the thoughts
painting my mind white.
I started the engine
and a Rolling Stones song played.
and the moment felt
I couldn't wipe the smile off my face
and even took the long way home
with the windows rolled down all the way.

Riley Welch

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