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Postcard from a Friendly Acquaintance’s Car by Lily Boschin

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I keep to myself,

shivering in the backseat

(the Jeep takes a while to heat up);

I don’t know the driver well,

so my friend sits next to him.

 

We’re a little bundle of energy

powering through the cold and dark.

I lean forward to grab a handful of fries

and confirm the latest bit of gossip.

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