The vulgar stunning shock

Of pieces thrown during destruction

Crash test dummies

Of the morning hour

Spill their coffee

On Ohio Pike

The windshield vibrates

Slightly

Like the millions of American’s phones on the road

Bumpers fly without their pilot license

On their first flight

All the parts that remain

Show the damages that continue

Throughout the day

For you, devastated damsel

First action out of the claustrophobic contraption

Is reaching out for

An embrace from a

By standing fellow crossed

The oil streaked crossing

Surprising, anxious sympathy

No one makes a motion

No manual for this

The morning must move

To the next moment

3 of you

2 involved

1 dragged in

To remember

A collision on the

29th of September

7:02 A.M.
By: Thomas Dowell-Howko

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​East Fork:

A Journal of the Arts​​