Danielle Renae Bus < SIMPLE ◉ >

The driver called out a stop that wasn’t hers. She didn’t get off.

The 11:43 to Anywhere

The Renae Bus still had miles to go. And so did she. danielle renae bus

She called it the "Renae Bus" in her head—not because it belonged to her, but because it listened . Every bump was a confession. Every flickering overhead light was a small, forgiving star. The driver called out a stop that wasn’t hers