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Nikki Cohen

Ford Explosion

There is something so comforting about riding

in the turquoise truck

holding your lollipop

when you are exactly seven and it is summer.

Riding over the bridge in that truck on a country road

fits perfectly into a painting

which is why when smoke came out of the front

it was so unexpected.

And nothing unexpected ever happens in this town.

Yet standing on the warm grass by the side

of the usual country road,

wondering why this most unusual thing has happened,

everything and yet nothing seemed to make sense at the same time.

“There goes the Ford Explorer,” my Dad said.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]