Journal 2-19-22

On Highway 6 heading west. Snow covered corn fields. Rows that summer made now white. Green stalks turned brown. Cut down short. A red barn stands alone.

Sign says 2 for $6 Fish. Soon it will be Lent. March will take us to April. Easter. The death and the resurrection. Just like the seasons; death and rebirth.

Standing on the side of the road. Waiting for the winds to stop blowing. A semi slows down .Offers the old man a lift into Chicago. They talk of Genesis. Conversation of Eve. Beware of Eve, the trucker said. She’ll get you every time.

He remembers old lovers. His head against the window. Looking at snow on 6.

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dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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