..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
I choose my playlist,
drape my wrists
around the steering wheel
and let the day escape me.
I give the best damned solo concert
on my way home from work.
~ a driving memoir
All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.
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