Mile 47
by Caleb Noble
· 05/02/2026
Published 05/02/2026 11:20
I took the long way home
after the interview fell apart.
Mile 47, no other cars,
just the yellow dashes that
never stop. Same paint, same
spacing, same empty. I could
be anybody out here or no one.
The answers I practiced didn't
fit when I said them. Or I
didn't fit. Doing 75 and it
feels like standing still.
The lines keep coming.
I could keep going.