Fall 2009 / Issues / Poetry 2009 / Volume 40

Halfway Between — Dan Pette

Halfway between Chicago and the coast, somewhere east of Laramie, I splayed an animal beneath the wheels at eighty miles per hour early on a starless August night. There was the thunk of it, the splat —  and still the highway unwound through the blackened west. The gospelers from radio Del Rio scarcely paused in paving … Continue reading