Scale 1 to 10,000

It’s buried under the jumper cables

and a jack I don’t know how to use.

I dragged the atlas out

just to see where I wasn’t going.

The paper is tired of being flat.

When I try to tuck the state of Ohio

back into its corner, the seam gives way—

a dry, white snap.

There’s a brown ring over the suburbs,

a spill that looks more like a lake

than the actual reservoir.

I live in the stain now.