Intentional Wreckage

Dream Journal and prose

Photo by Roonz on Unsplash. Edited by Slaidey Valheim.

A light crash, you say.
Part of me wants to agree.
We flip it over, push it back onto the road and the car runs fine.

Get in.

Every muscle in my body is fighting my arm
grabbing that passenger side door,
moving like its tied to your strings;
your words.
I’m still so bruised from the…