The Ride Home Posted bytonightatdawnFebruary 27, 2014December 7, 2014Posted inOpen, Visual Arts & Creative WritingTags:driving, poem, poetry, street lights While street lamps leer down, lights and shadows, cascade and mingle, push and linger along the dash, over my lap, atop his grip, and on his face, a tear. By Kimberly Cecchini Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestMoreRedditLinkedInLike this:Like Loading... Related
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