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Abby Grant

Corners

He’s perched above the rest of us

Clenching the steering wheel

Controlling his powerful machine.

Through rain

and shine,

Snow,

and wind,

It’s only the highway and him.

Today he’s climbing

the mountains of the West,

Tomorrow, he’s roaming

the Great Plains

No matter his location

It’s a solitary life.

Just the road and

His radio.

Driving to work on a frigid

December morning,

He appears in my frost covered mirror.

Invisible to him,

I veer off the familiar exit knowing

My destination lies

Just around the corner.

But how many corners

Are left for him?

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]