It’s flat and foggy. A collection of roadways, rattled by the everyday, intersect one on top of another. There are holes and grooves and unannounced visitors tucked behind the wheel of their ordinary machines coming up fast in the right lane. Folks cross the street … Read More →
76 Miles and Noth’n but Curves
I’m absolutely aching for the long slow drag I know I shouldn’t have when a single hand reaches out of the driver-side window from the car directly in front and waves me on. It’s not the sexiest way to pass someone or something but then … Read More →