i sped down the highway
standing in my kitchen
my heart
a crash test dummy’s head bouncing off the windshield
phone in hand
a ghost escaped the teakettle
the ringtone
layered sirens from emergency vehicles
your name
strobing lights from a police car
phone dropped to the floor
waves across the lake surface
He/they. I teach English at a junior high school in western Washington. Outside of work, I worry about a myriad of things and spend time outside.
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