Roan Beauty & Charger
Anwar drove his mother's car like his was the only name
on the lease of the silver Dodge Charger
before he crashed it one night & the driver door caved
inward like the center of a spoon.
I'd never seen someone drive like they loved to fucking
drive. Turns so sharp the tires on one side
would tilt in the air. & I'd get scared. Inside or outside the
car. But Anwar spoke
to the steering wheel in a baritone, & this is how I learned
tenderness-watching him pull
the reigns & stroke the cars silver mane. & under
the hood the horses beat their hooves
for him. Even when he traveled 53 miles past the gas light.
I think he even named that car
a woman's name. Roan. & he even believed her
when she said
she'd never leave him
on the battlefield.
Note – “Roan Beauty” & “Charger” are the names of Achilles’ horses in The Illiad