Car Catharsis


Car Catharsis
by Madeline Levine
driving like we do
all around the border
never straight down the middle
where we’d have to stop at lights
now let’s trace that spot
where you sacrificed your sweater
to the mud and the moon and the
dampness of it all.
and I’ll contort my body
knees folded under cause my
legs are all stiff but
we’ll keep on driving, your palm in my
lap and listen to the echo of that
same-old song cause I like his
voice, grainy and twangy as it is.
you can roll down the window
I’ll release the childproof lock
even swing open the door, I’ll let you out at the corner because
I’m not afraid; I know you’ll be
back.

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