Hit and Run

B. Johnson '15

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Deep breaths,

Eyes closed,

Who knows what’s next?

Beg him not to scold.


It was an accident,

Not even at fault,

Now on the pavement.

Too quick of a halt.


Pacing and pacing,

It’s just a dent

My heart is racing

The bumper is bent.


The man was quick to go,

Did not even get out,

Fled when I did not know,

What papers to even take out.


Now I stand,

Nervously I shake,

On the phone without a back-up plan,

While my head aches.

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