shoving money into the jaws of a suitcase, cutting your hair
with a steak knife at a rest stop,
and you’re off, you’re on the run, a fugitive driving away from
something shameful and half-remembered.- Richard Siken, Driving, Not Washing
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I aspire to be Dorian's moustache.