Helen Lewis and John Lewis



Louisiana Highway

John Lewis Inspiration piece (music)

Louisiana Highway


Helen Lewis Response

Mile 392

punch through
the darkness.
One of my hands grips
the wheel, knuckles white. The other
cradles a cigarette, lifting it to my lips, then
flicking it out of the window in a shower of sparks. I look over my shoulder.
Bobby’s lying down on the back seat. A fly that’s been
buzzing around since Monroe lands
on his upper lip.
He’s smelling



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