Write a story about this town or one of its inhabitants.
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The concrete holds me to the road
As I take the curve into the rain
It’s not the destination but the mode
Let go the nerves and go again.
Can our stories written deep in stone
Change despite apparent plan?
All life’s paths go same direction
Can’t change the fates – no one can. by Wildhorse
What difference does perception make?
Parked here, alone but not beside
the road. Enfolded in leaves and green.
Can I be heard?
I shouldn’t be. Let me be clear:
I’m a car made from stones, scraps of metal, used tires.
That’s no metaphor. That’s what I am.
And yet—there’s a consciousness in things
Inanimate. Like the other day.
A boy came out to this place in the woods.
He sat down across from me.
I can’t move, of course.
But he can and he came out to me.
And in his mind, a story formed
Of how I came to be—stuck here
By some unseen hand.
Is that not existence? A man made me.
And this boy saw me. Does it matter that
I can’t see him, feel him, hear him?
What difference does perception make? By Eric James-Olson
“I don’t know about this, man.”
“Trust me, Benny. The cops will never spot it this way. We’ll just leave the loot in the car. Give it a couple of days and we can dig it out and drive into the night.” By ColdhandBoyack
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