Driving to have dinner with some friends.
I stop at the red light.
A tan car pulls up beside me and honks.
Confused, I look over.
Young man excitedly motions me to roll down my windows.
Confused, I do.
"TRIBE PRIDE!" he yells as he fist-pounds me mid-air
I laugh, returning the gesture, realizing he saw the bumper sticker
"What year?!" I yell across the passenger side.
"DINWIDDIE 2004!"
"FAUQUIER 2012!"
"Ooohh~Fauuuuuuquier"
"Looks like we both got stuck in Botetourt!"
"TRIBE PRIDE!"
Grinning, we both drive away
Feeling more at home in this dry desert tonight.
Refreshed to know that this stranger
understands the grassy field I once frolicked across
with memories linked to mine.
Two souls meet at a stoplight.
Yes, indeed.
Tribe pride.
