Route 559 by Ryan Quinn Flanagan


I need a new way to walk to work.
Everything there is to see along my current route has been seen.
All the sights and smells and sounds extracted many times over.
Even the people are familiar.
I am as much a part of their daily trek as they are mine.
We nod to each other in passing.
A couple wave, there is that level of familiarity.
I know what day it is by the clothes they wear.
Start to wonder if I am just as predictable in some way.
Small unconscious things that give me away.
I am looking for a change, some alternate route.
With new buildings and people and smells and sounds.
This is probably not a mid-life crisis.
I am only forty years old and have no desire for a red sports car.
I just yearn for a change.
And while a change of job is not an option at present,
a different way to get there is.


© 2019 Ryan Quinn Flanagan


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Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many mounds of snow. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, BlogNostics, The Rye Whiskey Review, Red Fez, and The Oklahoma Review.


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