No Country Road
I am taken back by the smell of diesel.
From trucks on a highway, to C-130s on a runway.
The smell is undeniable. I am taken back by my son playing with friends.
Look up and wait for Hellfire.
The sound is inescapable. She touches me.
I cry again.
A banner yet waves.
I’m there.
A part of all of us is still there.