survivor where your flames still bite my thigh and my ribs crack where your wheels wind. (17-19)
The driver becomes a universalized "you" here, a stand-in for everyone and everything in society who persecutes her.
I have been her kind. (21)
Not everyone in the world is part of the world of "plain houses" and hostile "villages." Sexton creates an alternate community with these lines, an entire "kind" of women.