Route 33 is the most beautiful road.
It used to go to my girlfriend's house.
In the winter, when the Scioto was frozen,
driving alongside
the wide, white river
to the soft light coming
through the windshield
there was a Heaven above
and below.
There was a Heaven
in all directions.
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01 March 2012
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