Defeat

In an elephant’s march

I went to work,

holding tails

with other drivers

who saw the lights

atop the car

that led the downhill march

like our matriach.

 

Coming home,

I drove too fast,

with my heart

still racing.

And this time

not an elephant’s tail

but a dog’s defeated,

tucked low behind me.

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I am participating in the 11th annual Slice of Life Story Challenge (#SOLSC18) hosted by Two Writing Teachers.  We write each day in March as part of an international writing community.  I appreciate any comments, especially those that

• reinforce writing decisions that work and
• coach into those that don’t.

Think of each comment you leave as a little writing conference we are having together. Come on, make me a better writer today! Thank you!