but the artist hit the road.
She had no choice
that she remembers.
What she does remember is her friend telling her
"so I heard you started smoking crack."
After that the miasma lifted.
She was in a room with a dozen people
with boarded up windows.
A peculiar plan emerged
She would walk from this place in St. louis
to California.
Living off the land along the way
starting now.
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