A Thousand Miles

She nosed the car north,

stealing glances in the rearview.

Joshua trees and cactus.

Dunes and dust.

Sun sun sun.

A thousand miles clocked,

changing ‘scapes flashing past.

Concrete and grass.

Evergreens and moss.

Rain rain rain.

Response to Daily Prompt: Walking on the Moon

February 28, 2014

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