G8 Journeys

by Molly Chamberlain

Molly is a Loretto Volunteer in our Maryland volunteer house.  All our Maryland volunteers take the bus to work. 

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Metro Bus
I hear you rattle up the road
An 18-wheeler filled with old tin cans
The moon still hangs in the sky
But your bright orange headlights flood the street
Light splashes up against the curb and pours onto the sidewalk
Wheels creak to a stop
You kneel before us all with a hiss
A sigh of relief
And announce to weary travelers
“To Farragut Square!”

You make every morning feel like an adventure
Can’t wait to climb aboard
Race back and take my post
Starboard side by the great glass panes
Sunny pull-cords smile above windows.

We ride together through neighborhoods and backroads
I watch the world flash by
The sun rises and turns the sky golden
Rays push through your windows
Splatter light onto the pages of my latest book.

We are closing in on N Street
You shout a cheerful “Stop Requested!”
When I tell you I must leave
Climbing down from your mighty blue hull
I step into the cool morning air
I watch you speed away.

I seek comfort in the thought of another adventure.


I am not the only DC/Maryland resident inspired by public transit. While writing this piece, a friend of mine from another service corps recommended a song about the 42. Enjoy this piece about The 42 Bus!