She took Ambien and then
drove into the night. She drove until
the stars fell on her. Hercules came
undone in a shower of sparks. Ursa Major
glanced off her windshield. All the rest
smeared against the big black. But she
kept driving. With her hands clamped as tight
as she could hold them to the steering wheel, she drove straight into what she
assumed would be sleep.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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