Midnights

My Grand Am
the embodiment of freedom.
We piled in with nowhere to travel but backroads.
Ear-splitting music
pulsed through my palms on the steering wheel.
We stuck our tongues out
and licked the full moon of all its glory.
Do they still dream of that era?
The world was untouched
and we wanted to swallow it whole.

Kelli Lage

Art: “Pluck" by Flora Horton

Words by Kelli Lage

Kelli Lage lives in the Midwest and is currently earning her degree in Secondary English Education. Awards: Special Award for First-time Entrant, 2020, Lyrical Iowa, Iowa Poetry Association. 

Art by Flora Horton

Flora is a digital collagist and penitent California expat who can't seem to settle the hell down. Currently, she haunts Missoula.