Originally published in Cosmonauts Avenue.

Center of the Earth


It is 6:56am PST, and I watch a car drive across a bridge. The passenger, who for this record I will call Child, presses her face against the window. The driver, who for this record I will call Caretaker, waves her hand in the back seat to have Child sit still. It is a long drive to school, and Caretaker has to bring Child early so she can get to work on time. The clock ticks to 6:57, and I rest my hand on the seismic lever, pushing it up three notches and entering the coordinates for San Diego.

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