Creative Writing: A Family Drive

(Devon Nitz | The Oswegonian)
(Devon Nitz | The Oswegonian)

Mother’s driving always seems to make me sick


Everyone else on the road is either a bitch or a dick.


I think she’s driving out her aggression.


She doesn’t know she’s giving me indigestion!


I’ll need Pepto Bismal and a fat joint


If I’m going to make it to the next rest point.


Someone come save me via helicopter.


Or at least replace dad with a driving proctor.


I’m wearing pressure point bands on my wrists and singing a psalm.


But nothing will relax my aggressive mom.


There’s only one thing worse than my mom behind the wheel…


My father has taken over and I don’t know how to feel,


My heart is racing as we swerve in and out of lanes.


Sliding all over the back seat- I’m feeling new kinds of pains.


Short stop and go motions the entire way,


I’ll be lucky if I wake up to see my next day!

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