Poetry
When I Didn’t Have A Car
Kaytlin Thornton
issue one.
I miss those days when I didn’t have a car,
and I worked at Starbucks, so you
would have to pick me up at night after my shift.
You would bring the dog, and she’d get all excited,
with her tongue sticking out, and her
little white stump of a tail whipping back and forth.
We would laugh and listen to Adam Sandler
sing “Somebody Kill Me Please,” from one of those
movies he’s in with Drew Barrymore, while we waited
in line at the Taco Bell drive-thru. The lady
at the window would giggle and say hi to the dog,
then we would pay her and take our food.
And I would be in the passenger seat
with my Nachos BellGrande in a bag on my lap,
because you wouldn’t let me eat it in your car.
But that was fine by me because I smelled like coffee
and you smelled like comfort, so I was content
to just sit there while you drove us home
About the Author
Kaytlin Thornton is a graduate English student at the University of South Alabama, where she is a prose editor for Oracle Fine Arts Review. She has written articles for several of the university’s student publications and her creative work has been featured in Aura Literary Arts Review. Kaytlin writes because she believes that storytelling is one of the best ways to both connect with and understand other people. She can be found @kaytlinthornton on most social media platforms.
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