Backseat Journey

Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”

The Longest Day

The year’s shortest nightLooking towards the heat or coldThe moon says goodbye I yearn to tell you of the heat that burns. The glare of the sun’s rays blinding me as I look out my door. Yet you are in the south, way south. The land of Vegemite and killer everything. The same sun shinesContinue reading “The Longest Day”