Stamped between rest stops and rust,
he blooms—unseen, yet unbending.
A trucker’s heart with a gardener’s grace,
cradling rare things in rough hands.
Cornfields blur like old postcards,
but the orchid rides steady—
rooted in thermos steam,
jukebox dreams,
and gas station light.
Serezha Galkin
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