Mousa drives his rideshare passenger from Denver into the mountains.
A canyon turns to switchback roads beyond street lights
the radio stations static and fade
seemingly familiar comforts in an adopted home
can be fleeting
and that which is scary can be just a few miles out of town.
Just as the moon pulls me in toward it, high above the eastern plains,
pines and distant dog barks are not inviting when the country isn't your country.
