Someone else\u2019s father<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I took a road trip once, with Death<\/p>\n
trying to hitchhike in my sister\u2019s car.<\/p>\n
A broke-back Chevy, neon orange<\/p>\n
from its former life, highway patrol car.<\/p>\n
We should have turned right. Taken<\/p>\n
the exit to Annapolis. But the maps<\/p>\n
to that life were written somewhere else<\/p>\n
and we took the turn for nowhere.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She drove us down a guttered street<\/p>\n
no lights, no houses. Boarded windows<\/p>\n
like blind eyes watching. Listening.<\/p>\n
Stubborn as only two sisters can be<\/p>\n
we kept on going. Drove to the end<\/p>\n
of the road. And with our backs against<\/p>\n
the wall, we spun 180.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Too dumb to be afraid, we did know<\/p>\n
to be careful. So we pulled over<\/p>\n
stopped at the familiar golden arches.<\/p>\n
The tired man my father\u2019s age walked<\/p>\n
out to the car, showed us the way home<\/p>\n
and warned us: white girls don\u2019t come around here.<\/em><\/p>\n Go home<\/em>. Death, that sly bastard, rolled his eyes.<\/p>\n Found someone else to ride with.<\/p>\n Thank you, someone else\u2019s father. Thanks.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Someone else\u2019s father I took a road trip once, with Death trying to hitchhike in my sister\u2019s car. A broke-back Chevy, neon orange from its former life, highway patrol car. We should have turned right. Taken the exit to Annapolis. But the maps to…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":68,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3028","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3028","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/68"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3028"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3028\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3089,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3028\/revisions\/3089"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3028"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3028"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3028"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}