Another Late One

Another Late One

by | Jun 13, 2017 | Creative Writing, Using My Words

Then I drove home in the middle of the night. Alone on tar rivers oozing under heavy air. A 35mph speed limit. I was Heinz ketchup before squeeze bottles. I was a go kart with a governed throttle. Time itself signaled and passed; in a double yellow section, of course....

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