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Mar 2019
I took the girl with me to Lexington
At the bus station we ate peacefully
a snack from the vending machine

and I bought her a ticket
for the 11-hour ride to Chicago
Maybe I saved her
sixteen years old, hitchhiking

on a dark Kentucky road
going to say hello to her grandma
she said, and I still worry about her
she said, and I
still worry about her
After β€œRed Haired Hitchhiker” (2019, published by edval on AllPoetry.com on March 7th, 2019)
Zywa
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