Fic: "Joyride," Back to the Future, age 21

[kleenexwoman]

I was writing more poetry than anything around this time.


joyride

and it turns out this piece of riced-out
silver shit can fucking fly

so i say listen there's no reason why
we gotta stay in this punk-ass town

only thing you got to look forward to is
buying a house in a field of dirt