Drive He Said

Ken Saunders
1 min readJan 18, 2019

Roundabout the shortcut, curves close enough to the freeway
adding shape and symmetry to the beauty of industrial lines.
Now driving through the local neighborhood, it’s a dark night punctuated by equidistant globes of light.
The short distance becomes lost in the moments’ conversation, one man and his imaginary god talking out loud to justify, to work out moral crises, at least the ones of the moment. Tomorrow they will be different, crises and gods alike. The…

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Ken Saunders

Born in New York, schooled in the Berkshires, Became an adult in L.A., found my Soul in Seattle. Been writing & drinking copious amounts of coffee since 2012.