This moment

suddenly, nausea, hives altering the topography of my skin. fear. i am afraid all of the time. the sense of safety so diligently cultivated stolen swiftly in a melange of squealing tires and crashing metal. i used to love driving they were the moments¬†where i found peace. i’m a city kid, each teenage¬†fervor, agitation, sentiment … More This moment

To you

Do you know you almost killed me? Almost robbed me of my mother and my husband? That split second choice you made could have ended your own life. You could have made me a killer. I still see you in your white car, careening across my field of vision. It took less than 10 seconds … More To you