MEDIUM TWO-TOPPING
Pizza in the backseat
when I drove freezing cold roads
through mountain villages
between pines and boulders
golden-browned crust
tomato sauce spicy hot and your texts
on my way home from work.
You were the first coast that I touched
in my voyage of self-discovery
the dock that made every other sea unchartered
the landing that I've looked for ever since
until this time that I'm in the front seat
three years past and on sea legs
eating Domino's again.
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