Driven
// Cammy Thomas
I watched my aunt grab
the car key from
my uncle’s shaking,
hesitant hand
and shove it
into the ignition
for him, shouting,
“For God’s sake, Jock!”
It was her fear.
I watched my aunt grab
the car key from
my uncle’s shaking,
hesitant hand
and shove it
into the ignition
for him, shouting,
“For God’s sake, Jock!”
It was her fear.
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