- Vol. 10
- Chapter 09
Image by Jim Pickerell/Documerica
On the Kerb
‘I’d want to know, if it was me...’
she bent over backwards
leaning forwards
to tell him
through the passenger window,
‘well, I’ve heard...’
The driver listened
to the wanted
yet unwanted
words,
the sentence,
the blotched full stop
in the life he knew,
thought he knew.
‘Thanks for letting me know’
he said
through the grind of his teeth
as he unclenched his hand
to turn the key
in the ignition
On the Kerb
leaning backwards
to find reverse.