He took the bottle
took her dope
took the keys.
Sun reflects through the crack in the windshield. Hurts her eyes.
She’d kill for a piece of gum.
In the distance she sees him. Standing in the sun.
Maybe not.
He left a note.
True West is a simple thing.
Look directly at the sun and begin the journey.
You can do it.
Take your hat the water leave the map. You will not need it.
Tip your hat to the past.
Believe in the path.
Walk straight until the end.
She began to walk.
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keith pearson was born and raised in new hampshire and works at a local high school in the math department.
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