The Day We Got Lost
A Memory That Still Makes Me Smile

We weren’t even trying to go anywhere
just driving
because the road was there
and the sky was big
and gas was cheap
and we didn’t want to go home yet
You had your arm out the window
fingers surfing the wind
and I was singing along to a song
I didn’t really know
but you didn’t care
you just smiled
that sideways grin
like you’d won something
We took a wrong turn
but you said, “There are no wrong turns,”
like a fortune cookie
and somehow it felt true
We found a field of sunflowers
taller than us
and pulled over
just because we could
You ran into the middle
hands wide like you were flying
and I took a picture
that still makes me laugh
because your hair was doing
this wild tornado thing
We bought warm soda
from a gas station with a broken sign
and sat on the curb
eating peanut M&Ms
sorting them by color
like it meant something
and maybe it did
Everything smelled like summer
even the sun on the pavement
and something blooming
we never found the name for
Maybe we were only gone
for an hour
but it felt like
the kind of day
that doesn’t age
And I still think
about those sunflowers
the ones we didn’t pick
the way you said,
“Let them stay wild.”
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
Tim is an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. He writes about rural life, family, and the places he grew up around. His poetry and essays have appeared in Bloodroot and Coal Dust, his latest book.


Comments (2)
A story well told and an excellent entry, Tim!
That’s the kind of adventure that makes you wonder if maybe the wrong turns end up being the best part of the whole map.