A good girl.
3 squares, church on Sunday, honor role.
Never anything that was unexpected, unplanned, unapproved.

Takes her vitamins.
Takes care of her family.
Takes a lot of shit because ‘that’s what you do’.

She takes a drive.
Full tank, full bank.
Following taillights on the horizon, they won’t even know she’s gone until the check bounces.

Green light.
Wheel gripped tight.
Turning right,

with newly bought bright red nail polish
she heads home.