By Doritt Carrollthe first time it happened
i thought i was being strangled
four fingers compressing each side of my throat
By Allison Pitinii DavisBefore him, stickers fade across the bumper:
LAST ONE OUT OF TOWN, TURN OFF THE LIGHTS.
The last employer in Youngstown is the weather:
the truck behind him plows grey snow to the roadside
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