my sister and i
in a Chicago
of our pre-teens,
pretending to be
older, other,

in the back seat
with a feigned cigarette,
and me
in the driver’s seat,
with a feigned understanding
of how to drive.

“shall i turn on
the radio?”
i ask.

in the rearview
mirror, “will
we grow up
will we be
friends when
we are older?
will we one day
learn how to be

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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