Engine 2

Flashing lights and rumbling
engines roaring to
life never fazed
you.

Wailing sirens and quick
glances at rainbow
maps were all in a day’s
work.

Like father like daughter—
Not
quite.

Your 911s made my heart merengue,
butterflies wing through my
guts, and
acid crest in my
throat.

Even though I have your
eyes and my
voice doesn’t
crack.

~Pamela Rossow

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