Driving


I was driving
he sat in the passenger seat

I could feel his leg and smell him.

I liked a boy who was silent most of the time.

My Honda lost in a parking lot

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When I stayed with my grandparentssummers
in Little Falls, New York,a town of steep hills,
a modest house9 Moreland Street
my grandfather drove to the bankand home for lunch every day.
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