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I’m sitting alone in my car
driving down the highway
as speeding lights pass me,
passive beams follow me,
and my headlights lead my way.
The night’s sky watches over me.
The full moon glows
and is beautifully accompanied
by an army of stars.
Dark clouds blanket
the midnight blue above
and the wind lets out
a sweet purr into the air.
I am in the moment,
aware of where I am,
where I’ve been,
and where I’m going.
I’m at peace,
yet also in a whirlwind.
Something tugs at my chest.
It comes from within,
grabbing onto my heart
and suffocating my lungs
slowly and softly.
My mind goes back to a memory
that I don’t quite know,
a place where I haven’t been just yet.
That’s where my body is pulled to.
It’s where I need to be.
I don’t know how
and I’m not sure when,
but I don’t belong here.
I need to be there.
What am I doing?
Where am I going?
Whatever the case,
just make sure I’m going there.
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About Tatiana Figueroa Ramirez

Born in Puerto Rico and raised in the mainland United States, I graduated with a B.A. in English Literature from the University of Maryland, Baltimore County (UMBC) and am a 2016 VONA Voices Alumna. I currently perform spoken-word in the greater Washington D.C. area and have previously performed in Philadelphia, Miami, and the Dominican Republic. Most recently, I have been published in Public Pool, Spillwords, and The Acentos Review, and Here Comes Everyone: East & West Issue.

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