In frustration,
I jam the wrinkled, unfolded map
into the back seat,
crank the key in the ignition,
and jerk back onto the highway.

"I'm lost," I mutter.
"Hopelessly…"

From the passenger seat comes the response,
"With me, you're always home."

Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.