Wouldn't you love a road trip right about now?
Imagine
you can drive anywhere you want. There are no limits to how you take
off or where you go. You can take any companion you wish, or you can
enjoy blissful solitude.
Write
a poem in which you drive somewhere. How does it feel to be moving in a
direction of your own choosing? What is the first thing you will do
when you arrive in Memphis, in Kathmandu, on the moon?
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