Lee White, “Lite Bike”

To the driver of the champagne-colored SUV:

I’m okay, in case you were won- dering. Just sore and sad, one blue elbow, two black knees, plus a giant purple welt on my ass. But it could have been worse.

Then again, you could have stopped completely at the stop, turned and seen me, bright with seven flashing lights on my bike, in the pre-dawn night.

Instead you decided to go, knocked me over, yelling “Whoa!” as if your car were a wild horse out of your control. Of course it wasn’t. It was your choice

to leave me sprawled there in the crosswalk. Are you aware a hit-and-run’s a felony? You didn’t stop to see if I was hurt, or did you care?

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