Felix Lecocq is an undergraduate student at the University of Chicago, studying English Literature and Creative Writing. His journalism has appeared in Teen Vogue and Londnr Magazine and his poetry has been published by 3Elements Review.


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Felix Lecocq

ode, on lake shore drive

we who are about to die salute these sixteen miles falling forward in four thousand pounds of steel lake michigan air tears through the crack in the window our left is light and our right is twenty-two thousand square miles of nothing and when you turn up the radio i feel the sky stop and the air is wet and white and you are singing louder than the city you are this glistening moment and we are here together hurtling along this tightrope of existence pull the ripchord of my dna stretch it tight along the side of the highway write me a love letter in the destination section of a gps rewire my spine to follow lake shore drive please take me to the place where my chest stops hurting and i will stop giving myself reasons to stay


"ode, on lake shore drive" is a poem about desperation, happiness, and the innate spirituality of sitting in the passenger seat of a very fast car. I don’t think we ever stop wanting to be happy. Even when we are at our happiest, the want never leaves us. I wrote this poem to acknowledge and celebrate the ambivalence of joy, and because I too want to be happy.



Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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