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.

Ohio

I recited the names of cities like a mantra.

C. and I are trying to determine our best route to Vegas.

Ohio

A secular approach to home improvement.

Above a shuttered rest area, a billboard announced “Jesus Christ is the Answer! Call Dan’s Windows & Flooring!”

Ohio

More Americans are unraveling behind the wheel.

I wonder if the health of a society can be pegged to the nerves of its motorists.

Journal

Plaza

A modern marvel where you can eat fast food on top of eight lanes of freeway traffic.

Journal

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.”

Journal

Detach

I remember speeding across a blank Oklahoma plain dotted with pump jacks and cattle pens.

Journal

Toll

Sometimes I dream about tollbooth operators, the half-glimpsed faces with cigarettes on their lips, their left hands forever clutching a quarter and a dime in change.

New York City

May 1, 2020

Time and again, I must learn that I can get ready for dinner and I can get ready for bed and not much else.

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