There is a picture of you standing
in a blue IKEA bag in the chapter

room because we wanted to find God,
me and Jack and Chris. That led us

to IKEA in Robinson, Pennsylvania
and I knew not to fall asleep

in your car but I did anyway. We
were toying with the brand new

Garmin. We knew the route it wanted
us to take was not the best but

we took it anyway because technology.
I wasn’t the one who was going to tell

the lady who locked us in the parking
garage we got stuck in that we needed

to be let out. You did, and I have the
picture in my memory of you telling

her. I wish I remembered the words.

(originally published in *82 Review, Fall 2022)