Grace Batsie ’28

by Grace Batsie ’28 on February 27, 2026

All Toyota Camrys are driven by teenage girls.
Girls, who can give you the definition of love by citing their best friend.
The friendship that makes them consider that soulmates are not necessarily always romantic.

These girls worship pop music played on the car’s crackly stereo system, and corner store snacks,
The same way that devout religious figures worship God.

They carry lip gloss and felt tip pens,
But forget to bring their wallets places.

These drivers feel their feelings so deeply.
Their tears melt into the fabric of the seats the same way salt off their fries does.

They can see heaven in their side mirrors.
And the meaning of it all in their glove compartment.