James A. Reeves
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Interstate

White line fever and the higher silence within.

Billboards across the panhandle told me to find nirvana, win a free furnace, and invest in crypto.

Interstate

Fireworks in the parking lot of a Chevron station.

Warm Leatherette on repeat as we drive into Vegas.

Interstate

The first Pizza Hut is in Wichita.

A lone tree becomes exciting. A sign for the National Agro-Defense Facility fires the imagination.

Interstate

The debris of a falling Chinese rocket.

How do you prepare to live in science fictional times?

Interstate

May 7, 2021

The landscape of mattresses, exploded tires, and orphaned vehicles along the shoulder. The overwhelm of America all at once.

Interstate

Road

I still remember the frantic voice of a late-night caller who said, “We can’t get the blood out of our eyes fast enough to see what’s coming next.”

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