Driving Comments

Driving has always been my mother's confessional, and the road our church without heavy-handed sermons
It's where pieces of my childhood can be found, and traced, in the tableaux of my identity.
It's the road where id find myself free from the stationary world of confusion. And where the dogs were slow to chase and eat me
Its on the never-ending asphalt, off the slick horizon where I can breathe, and find peace.
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