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IVAN HRISTOV

CHEVROLET

A white Chevrolet,

year 1990!

He tossed me the keys

and said "Try it."

I was amazed,

because it wasn't

that old car from my dad,

who would smack me

on the back of the head

for every mistake.

Four gears?

P - park

R - reverse

N - "neutral" he said,

"like Switzerland"

D - straight ahead

Only gas and brakes!

When I turned the key

the lights even lit up at night.

With that car I toured

the lakes of Wisconsin.

Moccasin Lake,

Storm Lake,

Sunset Lake.

Sometimes I stopped to take pictures

of herds of deer.

Other times I filled up the tank.

I floored the pedal

and discovered America.

A white Chevrolet,

year 1990.

My first car,

even though it really

belonged to Douglas,

my wife's father.

Ivan Hristov

Translated by Angela Rodel