High off the graveled asphalt,
we ride the back of the truck,
riding the slow
release of the heat,
the slow waves
of daylight rising
up underneath us.

Backed up in a
ring of pines,
we set the speakers’
crackling sound
on the side,
and sit where we ride,
in the pines,

where the tiny lights flicker
and the moon
spins underneath.

Lauren Fancher


Lauren Fancher is a writer and artist living in Athens, Georgia. A former technologist, she currently coordinates a non-profit institute for contemporary art.

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