Free Write 11, Week 11

Maps

A visual representation of another Cinderella story—a symbolic depiction

highlighting relationships of a 1950 childhood expectancy

for such things as triumph, humility, and faith.

I can’t remember the exact date, early in the year of 2006

or perhaps late fall 2005?

It doesn’t matter where a long bar labeled with dates points

so long as it keepsakes the important(s) of laughter by the Chattahoochee River,

singing out the window of a red pickup Ford, and listening to Jack's Mannequin

“Into the Airwaves” while sharing a glass of Sycamore red wine.

Her tongue nectar and peached that of a southern bell,

her veins blue north east, fifteen hours, nine hundred and forty four miles,

a distance they (he and she) would eventually cycle on each deployment,

and a promise to always find home.

On a route with tolls and restricted usage or private roads, they each promise

justice in the open air, the eagle to arrive above his head, flung the slipper

into his lap to send men in all directions into the country—quest of the woman

who wore the sandal.