Small stone #13

This taxi smells of sandalwood and upholstery dust, an undertone of engine grease and sweat.  The vinyl dashboard is shades of beige and taupe, and a cassette protrudes from the tape deck.  All this so like my own string of tired cars on our long commutes to school back in my undergrad years.

I’m participating in the River of Stones project in January. Look for a new post each day. Click the badge at left for more details.

Published by Samuel Snoek-Brown

I write fiction and teach college writing and literature. I'm the author of the story collection There Is No Other Way to Worship Them, the novel Hagridden, and the flash fiction chapbooks Box Cutters and Where There Is Ruin.

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