She was born on

the wrong side of
midnight during a
full phase of a Hunter’s
Moon & she grew
up wild as mustangs
she rode in tops-down,
engine cranked well
into the red zone,
flying high as American
eagles stoked on Crazy
Horse malt liquor
& Jose Cuervo Gold
wearing wraparound
sunglasses after dark,
windshield scattershot
with red clay dust,
dead insects, pin hole
cracks road gravel left
spreading broken seams
like varicose veins
in heat tempered
glass, the angel of
death riding shotgun,
t-shirt sleeves rolled up
tight James Dean style,
just the way he looked
when his Porsche hit
the ess curve & lost
the road

Alan Catlin‘s most recent full-length books are Landscape of the Exiled (Dos Madres) and Unattended (Cyberwit). Forthcoming is a book of short stories about working in bars, The Naked City (Anxiety Press), Work Anxiety Poems (Roadside Press) and Still Life with Apocalypse (Shelia na gig Editions).