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Riding in the backseat
Of what does this make you think, imagine or remember? Write it! Poetry or prose...don't forget to tag me @dctezcan.
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Car Rides, Past Lives
In the backseat,
Joking jovially with my brother
Rock n' roll
Thrumming in the air
Mom and Dad
In the battered front seats,
Sweetly holding hands
The acrid stench of cigarette smoke
Filtering out open car windows
A time past,
Trapped in the vestiges of childhood
A time I long to return to