Everyone is leaning forwards

as though the wind is dragging them

            backwards through the day,

but the cars are

inching ahead,

 

barely moving, but in a hurry

to reach another ending

that you wouldn’t find in a fairy tale.

 

People going the same direction

have never before

gotten in each other’s way this much.

None of them will

            brave the night,

            take to these empty roads

 

with the knowledge

that the truth is waiting

behind the highway.

You’ll find it in the headlights,

struck dumb and blind

but staring you in the eye,

fearless.

 

 

 

 

About the Author

Josh Stewart has just completed his degree at the University of Toronto in English and philosophy. He likes hats, sushi, and summer. He is also doing some volunteer work for Inscribed Magazine and the upcoming magazine *.